Tech Tech Tech Lyrics

I'm sick of getting off like this, my nigga
I said, I never, ever, ever seen an ass so fat like that, like that
I said, I never, ever, ever seen an ass so fat like that (Like that), like that, go
I never, ever, ever seen an ass so fat like that, like that
I said, I never, ever, ever seen an ass so fat like that (Like that), like that
Well, baby, baby, I need y'all to bust it down (Ayy)
I need all the sweat on the walls, come out your drawers (Shake that, brrt)
Come on now, what is we doing?

Ass fat, waist thin, go'n 'head, do it then
Do it then
It ain't that big, baby girl, but we gon' pretend
Gon' pretend
Ass fat, waist thin, go'n 'head, do it then
Do it then
It ain't that big, baby girl, but we gon' pretend
Gon' pretend (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

Been a long time, you been on my mind
Picking up the pieces that he left behind (Do that)
Fuck that nigga, baby, he ain't do it right (Walk 'em down)
Hit your line, pack up that, let's spend the night (Pop it, pop it)
She's sexy, gorgeous, way too fine (Ayy, ayy)
Actin' like a devil with them angel eyes (Work it, work it)
She shakin' in the mirror like she at VLIVE (Ha)
Forever in the night, baby, take your time (Ayy, ayy, ayy, do that, baby, do that)

Take your time (Take your time), take your time (Take your time)
Take your time (Take your time), take your time (Take your time)
Take your time (Take your time), let's go

Ass fat, waist thin, go'n 'head, do it then
Do it then
It ain't that big, baby girl, but we gon' pretend
Gon' pretend
Ass fat, waist thin, go'n 'head, do it then
Do it then
It ain't that big, baby girl, but we gon' pretend
Gon' pretend

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, shawty fine with them cheeks
Throw that ass up on the beat and come down with the winning team
KB, I got two bad hoes for you, one for me
KB, know these niggas gon' hate before they brush they teeth

Ayy, gotta do it for the niggas on the road (What?)
You know these bands don't fold (Don't fold)
You know that check don't miss (Okay)
Hey, yeah, we in this bitch
And we rolling off the shits
I got hands on the wheel
I was turnt before the deal
Lil' bitch, I need that mill'
I was turnt before the feature, I'm going for the kill
In the field like NFL, I ain't never had no cleats
And this bag on my shoulder, baby, no, it ain't no cheap
Ricky Owens, Van Cleef

Centerfold, gold teeth
Walked in, Gucci brief
With the girl of your dreams
She throwin' out some white sheets
Uh-oh, I think she like me
That pussy kind of pricey
Made that bitch my wifey
And if we get married, then my outfit is a sight to see (Go)

No longer do I have to shop around
Anymore, no, no, no, no
I found that once in a lifetime
Girl that I've been searching for
You remember that time? I remember that time
Real love bird shit (You remember that time?)
In love shit
Unky, you remember that time? 'Cause I remember that time
Soft-nigga era and shit ('Cause I remember that time)
You ain't remember that time?