[Verse 1]

Hop out the bush

Stopping the car with no look

I was just counting my luck

Five, tens and dubs

How you survive in a drought

I was just counting them up

But you wasn’t cool

You wasn’t feeling the boy

’Til u felt it in your gut

And you had to nut

Wanna feel invincible

Now we just killin’ the club

Endings approaching

Can this hypnosis, be rhythm and motion

Chemists and potions

A nigga met lucy, a nigga aroused

So get off the bullshit

Are we gonna do this

You bringing them bombs

I’m ready to shoot shit

It might be the Dusse

Cause baby

[Hook]

You’ve been lookin for love on the wrong

The way you doing your love in the long hours

If it was true to your love as a rose

But you just threw all your love on the throne

Throne again
Ooh, Ooh

You just threw on the throne again

Ooh, Ooh

You just threw on the throne