"Jacquemus" lyrics
All that movement got me shook
I'm trippin off of that body
Shawty drippin, she got sauce
I think she know she a baddie
Jacquemus bag, she kept on the tag
Only to make all these petty hoes mad
I'm picking up on the reddest of flags
But shawty too uh, shawty too bad
Shawty too sexy about it
She know that she got it
She know that I want it
She bad
Poppin that thing cuz she got it
She push up and drop it
She turn every man to a fan
She got that
(Oye hoye hoye!)
I give her that
(Oye hoye hoye!)
Yeah, she got that
(Oye hoye hoye!)
I give her that
(Oye hoye hoye!)
Woo
Yuh
Gimme dat gimme dat action (action)
Woo
Yuh (yeah!)
The whole thing not a fraction
Shakin it shakin it shakin it
Shawty shake it like she from the favela
Bring me that energy, energy
Turn the function to a mela
Shawty goin for hours
(She don't stop)
She got all the power
(She's on top)
If it ain't designer
(She won't shop)
Body made for summer
(She did squats)
(Haan!)
I do what I want but I do as she please
She hittin positions I couldn't believe
She call me Papi, she call you Paaji
Doin the most, she do it for me
All that movement got me shook
I'm trippin off of that body
Shawty drippin, she got sauce
I think she know she a baddie
Jacquemus bag, she kept on the tag
Only to make all these petty hoes mad
I'm picking up on the reddest of flags
But shawty tooooo bad
Shawty too sexy about it
She know that she got it
She know that I want it
She bad
Poppin that thing cuz she got it
She push up and drop it
She turn every man to a fan
She got that
(Oye hoye hoye!)
I give her that
(Oye hoye hoye!)
Yeah, she got that
(Oye hoye hoye!)
I give her that
(Oye hoye hoye!)
Shawty too sexy about it
She know that she got it
She know that I want it
She bad
Poppin that thing cuz she got it
She push up and drop it
She turn every man to a fan
She got that
(Oye hoye hoye!)
I give her that
(Oye hoye hoye!)
Yeah, she got that
(Oye hoye hoye!)
I give her that
Yuh, I give her the
I give her the
I gave em the steps, I gave em the manual
Gave em direction down to the angles
I know my crossover left em in shambles
I broke through, you broke your ankles
I'm trippin off of that body
Shawty drippin, she got sauce
I think she know she a baddie
Jacquemus bag, she kept on the tag
Only to make all these petty hoes mad
I'm picking up on the reddest of flags
But shawty too uh, shawty too bad
Shawty too sexy about it
She know that she got it
She know that I want it
She bad
Poppin that thing cuz she got it
She push up and drop it
She turn every man to a fan
She got that
(Oye hoye hoye!)
I give her that
(Oye hoye hoye!)
Yeah, she got that
(Oye hoye hoye!)
I give her that
(Oye hoye hoye!)
Woo
Yuh
Gimme dat gimme dat action (action)
Woo
Yuh (yeah!)
The whole thing not a fraction
Shakin it shakin it shakin it
Shawty shake it like she from the favela
Bring me that energy, energy
Turn the function to a mela
Shawty goin for hours
(She don't stop)
She got all the power
(She's on top)
If it ain't designer
(She won't shop)
Body made for summer
(She did squats)
(Haan!)
I do what I want but I do as she please
She hittin positions I couldn't believe
She call me Papi, she call you Paaji
Doin the most, she do it for me
All that movement got me shook
I'm trippin off of that body
Shawty drippin, she got sauce
I think she know she a baddie
Jacquemus bag, she kept on the tag
Only to make all these petty hoes mad
I'm picking up on the reddest of flags
But shawty tooooo bad
Shawty too sexy about it
She know that she got it
She know that I want it
She bad
Poppin that thing cuz she got it
She push up and drop it
She turn every man to a fan
She got that
(Oye hoye hoye!)
I give her that
(Oye hoye hoye!)
Yeah, she got that
(Oye hoye hoye!)
I give her that
(Oye hoye hoye!)
Shawty too sexy about it
She know that she got it
She know that I want it
She bad
Poppin that thing cuz she got it
She push up and drop it
She turn every man to a fan
She got that
(Oye hoye hoye!)
I give her that
(Oye hoye hoye!)
Yeah, she got that
(Oye hoye hoye!)
I give her that
Yuh, I give her the
I give her the
I gave em the steps, I gave em the manual
Gave em direction down to the angles
I know my crossover left em in shambles
I broke through, you broke your ankles
Writer(s): Hitesh Sharma
