Hype Yo Bestie Up (Bow) Lyrics

Bring me the bottle

Pass me a shot

Throw that ass up

Ain't gotta have alot

Get these bitches going

It don't take a lot

Keep yo wrist flipping

I'll do this while you watch

I know this ass fat I know this face pretty

I got a bunch of bad bitches

And they sitting wit me

And I might pick one

Or I might pick two

And i him

And I want her

And I want you too

Bad bitches I like fine Niggas

I like fast cars

This bitch got a nasty start

I'll ride it like a Nas car

Fuck da discipline

Come and have a good time

Throw that ass up in the air

Throw them bands up in the sky

BOW

Yeah you know the sound

Bow Bow Bow

Take a bad bitch hand and turn her around

Hype yo bestie up

Hype yo bestie up

Hype yo bestie up

I ain't never been the type of bitch that's settling for less

I ain't never been the type of bitch to not say it with my chest

Do I look like a "pull up" bitch

Got me fucked up

Nigga pull up that wrist

Light this shit up

Lights Camera Action

Everybody in this bitch a star

Bad bitches rich niggas

Yeah you know who you are

*clap clap clap*

Going bar for bar

Take off my top

And drop the top while hang out the car

Yeah you know the sound

Bow Bow Bow

Take a bad bitch hand and turn her around

Hype yo bestie up

Hype yo bestie up

Hype yo bestie up

Yeah bitch you tripping

If I want it then I get it

And I gotta tell these niggas

Don't come to me if you don't spend it

Cuz I'm not the one for you

And I'm not the number two

I'm a real bad bitch

And I'm pretty yeah it's true

I ain't never been the one to fuck a nigga

Make a nigga dip

I won't even give ole boy a kiss

Don't know who on his lips

Fast cars

Fine niggas

Pretty hoes

Bad shit

Know you keep it classy

But come on shawty get ratchet

Yeah you know the sound

Bow Bow Bow Bow

Take a bad bitch hand and turn her around

Hype yo bestie up

Hype yo bestie up

Hype yo bestie up

Ah ah

Ouu ouu

Damn

I'm going crazy

Yeah I'm seeing two's

Ouu ouu

Throwing blue's

Hunnids

Fifties

Nun less than twenties

Take that ass

Drop that ass

Take it to the floor

BOW

Throw it up

You running out?

Tell Jimmy get some more

(Go to the back)

I said damn going crazy on em

Almost got to tripping

Almost said I'll have his baby on em

(You tripping Qui)

Ouuu

Hype yo bestie up