Free Society – Dat Willy Wonka Lyrics
(Let your speakers bump!)
Go wiggle with it! Just wiggle with it!
Shawty wiggle with it! Let me see you wiggle with it!
Now can you flex with it? Go flex with it!
Go flex with it! Let me see you flex with it!
Now Willy Wonka!
Willy Wonka! (X4)
Do that Willy Wonka! (X2)
Drop it low it low girl, drop it to the floor girl
[Verse 1- Antman]
Girl, I like the way you wiggle it, you do a 360
Throw the money in the air, now watch you drop it to the floor
Me and my boss flow, get low, spend dough
Pretty round brown sugar, what you doing with it though
Wiggle wiggle wiggle like you up on beast mode
Gucci Gucci, Louis Louis, Fendi Fendi, Prada
Got a lot of cash so I don't even bother
And this club banger, let it play all in your radio
Should have paid money
Club Skye, it's going down
Tampa boys rolling out, too ?
Probably going ?, HAM off the ? though
Every time she throw it live, I be throwing ?
Shake your money-maker, get this paper
Bad little mama, whip your hair back and forth
Flex with it, do your Willy Wonka, drop it low to the floor
She never will, never stop, pronto
[Verse 2- Troy Paris]
Shorty got a body like a Maserati, vroom vroom
Drop it when I stick it so she throwed, dammit hurt
Then she put it on me, like boy you getting hurt
I'm just counting all this cash like girl get to work
Make-Make that ass clap like it's talking back
Got my niggas in the building so they want half of that
If these niggas want a problem, they can meet me in the back
With the semi-automatic, get the rat-a-tat-tat
When I'm swaggin' on these haters, yeah I think they mad
With the Gucci on my feet, so I paid a little cash
Little mamma Willy Wonka, she jiggle that ass
Make my hand round and round like it's going through a swirl
Now make it bounce (X3)
[Verse 3- Antman]
Keep pushing, baby I keep stroking
Rub you on your back, I do things with lotion
Potion be hypnotizing your mind- chemistry
I bet you once I get it this hard, you gon' lose your mind
I like to make them bad chicks cum
Cause when I hit it, I'mma split it, and it's 'bout to really go down
I set it off in the club, pussies better roll
SMH and ? and some red bones
[Verse 4- Troy Paris]
Yes, I'm the reason why they smile when they see me
Troy Paris world and I'm colder than the usual
Uh, I keep 'em wet like a popsicle
Swagger not an option, it's just something, what I got to do
Different day, same shit
Hoes calling, take 'em shopping
Cause they know that my pockets on swole
Saks Ave, Louis, ?
By 'em all, she wanna just throw 'em in the back
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