Flyana Boss - ​yeaaa

[Intro: Bobbi]
I got my hands on my back
He like it when I, yeah, just like that

[Chorus: Bobbi]
I got my hands on my back
No, I don't want your man, you can keep that
He like it when I, yeah, just like that
Like that, like that, like that
Like that, like that, like that (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Bobbi & ]
Uh, I make it pop like bubblegum
I'm hot now, wait 'til the summer come
Shake somethin', hopscotch, do the Double Dutch
Got hits, got bands like a drummer drum
make it rain like a money gun
No competition, I already won
You don't eat like it's Ramadan

[Pre-Chorus: Folayan, ]
Shoot your shot just like a free throw
Yes, I'm thick, just like my ego
Bestie come wherever we go
Tokyo to Puerto Rico
easel
You know I'm bad
[Chorus: Bobbi]
I got my hands on my back
No, I don't want your man, you can keep that
He like it when I, yeah, just like that
Like that, like that, like that
Like that, like that, like that (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Folayan, ]
Uh, I make hoes sick, influenza
You like my pic? Influencer
Touch down London, I flew in, sir
Pussy palace, up in Windsor


[Pre-Chorus: Folayan, ]
Shoot your shot just like a free throw
Yes, I'm thick, just like my ego
Bestie come wherever we go
Tokyo to Puerto Rico

[Chorus: Bobbi]
I got my hands on my back
No, I don't want your man, you can keep that
He like it when I, yeah, just like that
Like that, like that, like that
Like that, like that, like that (Yeah)

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