Travis Porter - Wobble

Big face honeys in my honey by the porch
Got some pains in my nipples, have to tell the b**** to shut
And you know I got it kicked by the mega b**** day
By the thought filled thousand n*****, back another day
I got money, I got b****es, I got hoes, I go fishing
With my feet like a stick pick that up like a pig
Then I take it to the prior like a wobble, wobble, wobble
Take it to the mouth, n*****, gobble, gobble, gobble.

We ball like basketball, got a white girl fruitin' on acid, yo
My friend ain't got no swaggin' on, baby fought with me,
Yeah, you can have it all
Yeah, met on a Thursday, f***ed on a Friday,
Put up in a 'rrari, magic, face it
Beam for the school with already bada**,
At least ain't a minute, I ain't trickin' if you got it
Bottle on earth, hoes turn up on side,
We got our boss on top of boss, hot auto, what you like?
Big room full of schless, I don't fought, don't wanna fight
Make a wobble on a dick, ride it like a motorbike.

Told that girl up on top of me why don't smokin' that broccoli
Say I got so much pass, she thought that she was Monopoly
Say I'm sexy, you a**, better not step on my property

I'm the man, no, you know I'm the man, no?
Make that a** wobble like one of your hands, bro
Like it lepro, she know how to do it
She gonna wobble wobble wobble and she do it to my music.

Written by:
THOMAS WESLEY PENTZ, DEREK JAMES ALLEN, HAROLD DEMETRIUS DUNCAN, JR., LAKEEM SHAMEER MATTOX, DONQUEZ WOODS

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