LuLu Lemon (Club Remix)

Skin tight, she too bad
 On her own wave, oh like a durag
 Pick her up in the Maybach
 And she already know it
 Can I have her flow no top
 Like zero-G, this dream is reality
 The leggings, Lulu masterpiece
 Sizzling hot like a stove
 Translucent robe like ghost
 When she throw it back on the pole
 Her head go woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
 No panties, leggings gone
 Hey baby, where you from?
 Them thighs they way too toned
 Two or ten times in a row
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 Two or ten times in a row
 Two or ten times in a row
 Two or ten times in a row
 You know I like it when you walking in them Lulu Lemons
 There's something about the way that ass be movin' when you in 'em
 All they wear is Lulu Lemons
 All they wear is Lulu Lemons
 Something about the way you look
 Like what's the finish line?
 No, we can't optimize
 Baby, you in your prime
 Those thighs they get me high like a snow commercial
 It's a private flight
 Those legs make me cuddle tight
 Her head on the curve out
 Photo Motorola wrap yourself around me like an anaconda
 Get me high like solar make me pop like soda
 And if we up inside the clouds, no we ain't coming down
 Those Lulu Lemons make me crazy, make me crazy now
 Two or ten times in a row
 Two or ten times in a row
 Two or ten times in a row