Not Your Girlfriend Lyrics

(Oh shit)

N-Y-G

Is you twerkin' for the gram or you twerkin' for a bag

He ain't throw enough money, tell him, get me more cash

If you hit the split, then you gotta add the tax

Fuckin' up the whole count, baby girl, you so bad

No cap, where we at

Said it's fresh up out the mud, got it straight up out the dirt

She said she want Balenciagas and a Louie purse

I just wanna see what you could do first

Whistle while you work, put it on em, make it hurt

Where my city girls tryna make love in the club

With my independent women who just wanna fuck

If you got some ass in this bitch, act up

Hella classy, but you tryna get ratchet

Throw it up, rock the boat, speed it up

Earthquake, let me see ya booty shake

Let me see ya booty shake

I ain't tryna wait, light a candle, we can celebrate

It's your birthday, cake, cake, cake, don't hesitate

Not your girlfriend, baby, throw that ass back

Not your girlfriend, baby, throw that ass back

Not your girlfriend, baby, throw that ass back

Yeah, pretty girls have more fun

Throw, throw, throw some more ones

This my town, what you need

Baby, I can get it done, toot that ass up, dip it low

Gimme, gimme more, pick it, pick it up slow

I see you got that ass moving like a pro

Did you get it from your mama?

Or Did you get it from the stove

Move it faster, baby girl, yous a natural

Shake that ass for an asshole

Look back, do the math, add the tax

Make a nigga spend his cash on it

Make a nigga spend his cash on it

Not your girlfriend, baby, throw that ass back

Not your girlfriend, baby, throw that ass back

Not your girlfriend, baby, throw that ass back