Slap! - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Walking in the club, I'm the main attraction

Girls be eye-fucking, I don't need direction

Dripping in finesse, dripping in Gucci

Hit the dance floor, movin' like a movie

Mami got that body, she know how to move

She teasing and pleasing, got me in the mood

Neck full of ice, wrist full of bands

Poppin' champagne, ain't followin' no plans

Club lights flashing, bodies grinding close

I'm slick with the tongue, smooth like a cashmere

She want what's under the cloth, that ain't no nightmare

I'm in the club, ready to smash, gonna get me some cash

My swag so fresh, I'm gonna make that booty splash

I'm a player, got that sauce, make that ass quake with force

When I slap that booty, ain't no remorse on the course

I've got a stack of hunnids, my swag got me stuntin'

She got that apple bottom, my touch got her blushing

I'm a sex god, lay it down, then I give that ass a tap

Grab it, smack it, make it bounce, I ain't holding back

Confidence radiating, swagger like Gucci on a track

Shoot my shot, ain't missing, scoring goals like a quarterback

Mackin' on that booty like I'm standing on a yacht

Thick thighs, juicy curves, got me feeling like a thot

Bend it over, smack it right, make that ass hot

Atlanta vibes in the air, I hit that like a trap shot

Slap that ass like Zaytoven on the keys, make it sound like a melody

Grippin' it tight, loving the sight, ain't no fake chemistry