Travis Porter - Aww Yea lyrics

(Aww yeah, uh huh, uh huh) [Chorus] She got a a** on her And she pretty in the face now spend some cash on her It ain't nothing to a player Aww yeah (aww yeah) aww yeah (aww yeah) Aww yeah (aww yeah) aww yeah (aww yeah) If you getting money put your hands in the air Pockets full of hundreds so I'm stunting all year Aww yeah (aww yeah) aww yeah (aww yeah) Aww yeah (aww yeah) aww yeah (aww yeah) All white thing with the orange inside I been counting money all day all night Bad b**h with me I don't let her stand stand up Took her from her n***a, had to get his bands up Problem me and Quez smoking weed, getting drunk Took her for a show, couldn't find what I want Easter clean, diesel jeans, 30k in hundreds, and it's for the whole team Packed the whole club, got hoes in the VI Shawty want a baller, she know that's what we bout 100 for the belt 400 for the pradas I came in flexing everything that popping bottles This for the strippers and the girls selling models Put her through college when I'm playing with them dollars 14 grams, put it on the scale Grabbing work from the street n***a not from Yale, yeah [Chorus] Said shawty got a a** on her and it's fat I tried to take her home but she rather take a cab (iight) Dancing while we standing on the chair (iight) You got a baller gone put it in the air (iight) I got some bands on me, I threw some bands on her I wonder what she would do if I put my hands on her Pop a rubber band on her and do my dance on her I only throw up the money but while she laying on her Now where the hoes at, where the blow at And where them real thick girls who take it low at Hey where the weed at and where my g's at And where the freaks but a lady in the streets at Now make it clap for me, clap clap for me, Now make it clap for me, clap clap for me Now make it shake for me, she shake shake for me, Now make it shake for me shake for me shake for me shake for me [Chorus] This is for my girls getting cake Hit the club ball bout to yell lil momma straight Every time we out to eat you know it's shrimp and steak And she ain't with the game naw lil momma don't play Shawty name Terrica, her friends call her TC I met her friend named Erica she really down to meet me And I live in the area somewhere off of Peach street She bad to the bone from the hair and the rear-ie Aww yeah, aww yeah, aww yeah, her booty cause hell, cause hell, cause hell She f** with ball players, ball players, ball players Well b**h I ball and yeah I'm a player aww yeah, aww yeah [Chorus]