Travis Porter - Aww Yea lyrics

She got an ass on her
And she pretty in the face
I spend some cash on her
It ain't nothing to a player aww yea
Aww yea aww yea
Aww yea if you're getting money put your
Hands in the air pockets full of hundreds
I'm stuntin' all year aww yea
Aww yea aww yea
Aww yea

All white thing with the to the side
I've been counting money all day all night
Bad bitch with me stand up
Took her from her nigga
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, D's and jeans
30K in hundreds and it's for the whole team
Packed the whole club, got hoes in the V-I
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
Nigga not from Yale, yeah

She got an ass on her
And she pretty in the face
I spend some cash on her
It ain't nothing to a player aww yea
Aww yea aww yea
Aww yea if you're getting money put your
Hands in the air pockets full of hundreds
I'm stuntin' all year aww yea
Aww yea aww yea
Aww yea

Said the shawty got an ass on her
And it's fat i'm trying take her home but
She rather take care (aight)
Dancing while we're standing on the chair
(aight)
You got a bottle, go on and put it in the air
(aight) i got some bands on her
I put some bands on her
I wonder what she'd do if I
Put my hands on her
Pop a rubber band on her
And did my dance on her
I only throw out the money to
Make it land on her
Now where the hoes at? Where the blow at?
And where the real thick
Girls shaking low at?
And where the weed at? And what my G's at?
And where the freaks
But the 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
She make it shake for me, shake for me
Shake for me

She got an ass on her
And she pretty in the face
I spend some cash on her
It ain't nothing to a player aww yea
Aww yea aww yea
Aww yea if you're getting money put your
Hands in the air pockets full of hundreds
I'm stuntin' all year aww yea
Aww yea aww yea
Aww yea

This is for my girls that's getting cake
Hit the club bout to ball? I'm straight
Every time we out to eat you
Know it's shrimp and steak
And she ain't with the game
Mama mama don't play
Shawty name Terrica, her friends call her TC
I met her friend named Erica
Cause she really dying to meet me
And I live in the area
Somewhere off of these streets
She bad to the bone with
Her hair down the rear-ie
Aww yeah, aww yeah, aww yeah
Her booty cause hell, cause hell, cause hell
You fuck with ball players, ball players
Ball players
Well, bitch, I ball and yeah, I'm a player

She got an ass on her
And she pretty in the face
I spend some cash on her
It ain't nothing to a player aww yea
Aww yea aww yea
Aww yea if you're getting money put your
Hands in the air pockets full of hundreds
I'm stuntin' all year aww yea
Aww yea aww yea
Aww yea