No Hands

Girl, the way you're moving got me in a trance (Yeah)

DJ, turn me up, ladies, this your jam (Come on)

I'ma sip Moscato, and you gon' lose them pants (Ooh)

Then I'ma throw this money while you do it with no hands (L'eggo)

Girl, drop it to the floor (Yeah)

I love the way your booty go (Come on)

All I wanna do is sit back and watch you move

Waka, Waka, Waka, Waka, Flocka, yeah!

And I'll proceed to throw this cash (L'eggo)

 

[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame]

All that ass, in your jeans

Can Wale beat? Can Roscoe skeet?

Long hair, she don't care, when she walk, she gets stares

Brown-skin or a yellow bone, DJ, this my favorite song

So I'ma make it thunderstorm, flood warning, Flocka, yeah

Blow it, fuck it, I don't care, Jacksons flying everywhere

Tap my partner Roscoe, like, "Bruh, I'm drunk as hell, can't you tell?

Threw me 70 bands, bet 50 stacks, oh fucking well

I'm tryna hit the hotel with two girls that swallow me

Take this dick while I swallow, Pink Moscato got her freaky

Hey, you got me in a trance (Damn), please take off your pants

Pussy pop on a handstand, you got me sweating

Please pass me a fan, damn

[Chorus: Roscoe Dash]

Girl, the way you're moving got me in a trance (Yeah)

DJ, turn me up, ladies, this your jam (Come on)

I'ma sip Moscato, and you gon' lose them pants (Ooh)

Then I'ma throw this money while you do it with no hands (L'eggo)

Girl, drop it to the floor (Yeah)

I love the way your booty go (Come on)

All I wanna do is sit back and watch you move (Ooh)

Ayy, ayy, Wale

And I'll proceed to throw this cash (L'eggo)

She said, "Look, ma, no hands"

 

[Verse 2: Wale]

She said, "Look, ma, no hands", and no, darling, I don't dance

And I'm with Roscoe, I'm with Waka, I think I deserve a chance

I'm a bad motherfucker, go and ask then motherfuckers

A young handsome motherfucker

I sling that wood, I just Nunchuck them

And who you with? And what's your name?

And you not hip? Boo, I'm Wale

And that D.C. shit, I rep all day

And my eyes red cause of all that haze

Don't blow my high, let me shine

Drumma on the beat, let me take my time

Nigga want beef? We can take it outside

Fight for what broad? These hoes ain't mine

Is you out your mind? You out your league

I sweat no bitches, just sweat out weaves

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing

I got sixteen for this Roscoe thing

But I'm almost done, let me get back to it

Whole lotta loud and a lil' Backwood

Whole lotta money, big tip, I would

I put her on the train, little engine could, bitch