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[HOOK – Sung with auto-tune, playful and catchy]
She don’t wanna text, she just wanna slide
Titties out the window when she hop in the ride (Skrrt skrrt!)
Henny with the cola, I don’t chase, I glide (Nah!)
West Coast vibe, where the freaks reside (Ayy, pull up!)
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[VERSE 1 – Rapped with crisp vocals, confident tone]
New fit clean, like I stepped out a movie (Fresh!)
Chain hit the sun, got it lookin’ like a ruby
She just wanna bounce on the stick like a groupie
Said she got friends, now we deep like a doobie (Roll up!)
Drop-top coupe, blowin’ loud through the hills
Cartier frames, I don’t care how she feel (Nope!)
Twerk in designer, that ass got skill
Told her bring the cake, I ain’t signin’ no deal (Nah!)
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[PRE-CHORUS DROP – Rapped, smooth and slightly melodic]
Westside shorty with the nails on fleek
She pop that thing, no shame, no sneak (Pop it!)
Face like heaven, talk like a freak
And she ride like she never missed leg day, sheesh (Goddamn!)
Got two in the back and one on my lap
Told me “daddy, don’t stop when I throw it back”
We ain’t even park, she just climb in the sack
Now we both sweatin’ like we runnin’ a track (Woo!)
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[HOOK – Sung with auto-tune, same as first hook, with more bounce]
She don’t wanna text, she just wanna slide
Titties out the window when she hop in the ride (Let’s go!)
Henny with the cola, I don’t chase, I glide
West Coast vibe, where the freaks reside (It’s lit!)
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[VERSE 2 – Rapped with animated energy, full of ad-libs]
Penthouse suite, got her dancin’ in heels
Ass too fat, gotta balance the wheels (She thick!)
She like it raw, no cap, no frills
So I beat it up once, then I paid her bills (Spoil her!)
Champagne flow, that’s a three-bottle night
Neck game strong, said she do it on sight
Tattoos showin’ under moonlight
And she kissin’ on my chain like it’s somethin’ she might (Damn!)
Club go dumb when the DJ spin
She gon’ drop low just to show that skin
And I ain’t even trip, let her bring her friend
’Cause I’m built for the wild like a Westside king (Westside!)
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[BRIDGE – Sung in falsetto with auto-tune, slow & wavy]
Sippin’ slow while the sun go down
Body talkin’, I don’t hear no sound
She ride me like we don’t touch ground
Girl, this moment got us both spellbound (Ooh yeah…)
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[FINAL HOOK – Sung with auto-tune, louder and anthem-style]
She don’t wanna text, she just wanna slide (Slide!)
Titties out the window when she hop in the ride (Skrrt skrrt!)
Henny with the cola, I don’t chase, I glide (No chaser!)
West Coast vibe, where the freaks reside (You know the vibe!)
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[OUTRO – Spoken with charisma, over beat fade]
Yeah, L.A. heat.
Top off, chains out, she know what it is.
No feelings, just weekends.
Just vibes, baby. That’s all we on.
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West Coast bounce, strip club twist, funky bass, snap snares, and lush synths over a mid tempo, party ready beat, male