Tyla Yaweh and Yung Bleu - Hips Don't Lie

Don't leave me tonight
Eyes, girl, your hips don't lie (Hitmaka, yeah)
(Hol' up)

Ridin' with the stick 'til I dash out (dash)
She ain't poppin' 'til this shit done match the cash out (cash)
Two in the mornin', she gon' pop it 'til I pass out (ooh)
You've been at me for a minute, but I'm back now (back)
Bitch, don't leave me tonight (oh)
See it in your eyes, girl, your hips don't lie (no)
Sip with me tonight (oh)
See it in your eyes, girl, your hips don't lie (no way)
Hips don't lie, hips don't lie (lie)
They all mine (mine)

Drip on my wrist (wrist)
What's your vibe? (Vibe)
Big house (big), that's a big amount (big, big)
Lyin' about your friends, I'ma pick 'em out (out)

I got money on the weekend, I'ma blow it all (all)
Like the summer and the fall (fall)
I'ma show you how to ball
Tootin' it up, let it sink in, post you on the wall
Ain't no pressure, baby, you don't have to call (call)

Ridin' with the stick 'til I dash out (dash)
She ain't poppin' 'til this shit done match the cash out (cash)
Two in the mornin', she gon' pop it 'til I pass out (ooh)
You've been at me for a minute, but I'm back now (back)
Bitch, don't leave me tonight (oh)
See it in your eyes, girl, your hips don't lie (no)
Sip with me tonight (oh)
See it in your eyes, girl, your hips don't lie
Hips don't lie

Uh, girl, your hips don't lie (ah)
Hope your lips don't lie
It's Moon Boy, the astronaut
I just hit up Tyla Yaweh, told him, "Let's go up at my place" (uh-huh)
You ain't get no invite, I'm sorry (uh-huh)
Ooh, but here, don't pull in the driveway (skrrt)
I'm in this bih with a Drac' (Drac')
I'm in this bih with an open case
See a cop and I'm doin' the race
'Cause my probation violated
He fled, he gettin' erased (yes)
'Cause I ain't got the time, baby (ooh)
Move it, know I move it (yeah)

Ridin' with the stick 'til I dash out (dash)
She ain't poppin' 'til this shit done match the cash out (cash)
Two in the mornin', she gon' pop it 'til I pass out (ooh)
You've been at me for a minute, but I'm back now (back)
Bitch, don't leave me tonight (oh)
See it in your eyes, girl, your hips don't lie (no)
Sip with me tonight (oh)
See it in your eyes, girl, your hips don't lie
Hips don't lie (leave me tonight)

Hips don't lie
See it in your eyes, girl, your hips don't lie
Hips don't lie, hips don't lie (sip with me tonight)
See it in your eyes, girl, your hips don't lie
Hips don't lie (lie)

Written by:
Tyler Jamal Brown, Christian Ward, Prince Christian, Jeremy Biddle

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