Berlin (She Wit It)

Lethal weapon, she be pussy poppin' How she do that with no hands Come through, throw her the bands In the air, like is you 'bout that action with me Turn the cameras on then she turn to an actress for me Learned some new moves Why don't you come practice on me She look back while she movin' it backwards on me I'ma do you dirty while you dirty dancing on my private parts She my private dancer She got more friends that could get to business I'ma work 'em out and I ain't talking fitness Yeah she wit' it yeah, on that Getting into the morning Henny X on my Cognac Peach emoji for a contact Never seen a booty this big, seen you all the way from Big chain on, Slick Rick Make her, make her change who she came with Fuck a GPS, let me get lost in it Like a doggystyle, I'm a dog in it Champagne room, all the way up I mean RiRi workin' for a boss in here We should really get involved in here, yeah Do you mind if I get all in it, baby She wit' it, she wit' it She wit' it, she wit' it She wit' it, she wit' it She wit' it, she wit' it She wit' it, she wit' it She wit' it, she wit' it She wit' it, she wit' it She wit' it, she wit' it She been wishin' for a star All that ass, oh my god Like Magic City in my car She feed me grapes, gives me massages She be runnin' around in the latest She got woosah first on her playlist Georgia peach we far from Atlanta I just mix champagne with the Fanta We wake up to crepes and mamosas On the balcony, yeah I be strokin' 7 11, how she be open In the game, always been a closer Yeah, she say you wit' it Then oh, let's get it Tell me that I'm the only one, oh, that can hit it She wit' it, she wit' it She wit' it, she wit' it She wit' it, she wit' it She wit' it, she wit' it Whatever I want she wit' it Whatever she want she wit' it Whatever he want she wit' it You know that I'm gone she wit' it You take her to Italy she wit' it I take her to Mickey D's she wit' it She wear whatever with me she wit' it So it's whatever with me she wit' it