Six Flags lyrics

[Intro : Tokyo]
Ok, ok
Ok, ok
Ok, ok (Haha)

[Chorus : Tokyo]
One time for the b*tches that get cash
Two time for the b*tches with a fat ass
Three time for the b*tches that jump on that di*k and ride that b*tch like Six Flags

One time for the b*tches that get cash
Two time for the b*tches with a fat ass
Three time for the b*tches that jump on that di*k and ride that b*tch like Six Flags


It go head, shoulders, knees, toes, slide down the pole, drop it low
Head, shoulders, knees, toes, slide down the pole, drop it low

[Verse 1 : Tokyo]
Gotta pole one time for the snap chat
Say she get it from her mama, she gotta phat back
Like listen, she ain't picking up the line
Home girl like f*ck it, girl go on, hit decline
She gon make it rollie, you can face it friend don’t know you
pus*y poppin, drop it low, she gon do it like she posed to (Oh, oh)
I be talking crazy when he in it
Liable to drown if you get it
pus*y super picky, she get super dripping
She gon throw it back while he in it
Down, say hut, toot it up just like a sinner
Rich b*tch, waist itty bitty, face pretty
Can't waste this pus*y on a lame n*gga (Nah)
[Chorus : Tokyo and Plies]
One time for the b*tches that get cash
Two time for the b*tches with a fat ass
Three time for the b*tches that jump on that di*k and ride that b*tch like Six Flags

One time for the b*tches that get cash
Two time for the b*tches with a fat ass
Three time for the b*tches that jump on that di*k and ride that b*tch like Six Flags


It go head, shoulders, knees, toes, slide down the pole, drop it low (Hey Tokyo what it do? Ha, ha ha)
Head, shoulders, knees, toes, slide down the pole, drop it low ([?])

[Verse 2 : Plies]
I f*ck so long, they thought I was [?]
I gotta [?] so big, by all my [?] b*tches house
So much cash over here, Ion even hold it no more
So many b*tches in my phone, Ion even want em no more
I could spray it on em all, all hundreds, I can make you bust it
Eat that pus*y from the back, woo, I can make you love em
Bring no new n*ggas round me, cos I don't really trust em
Keep that pole on the front seat, please don’t make me bust it
I gave your b*tch 10 bands for her birthday
Had her butt naked all out the country
I need a collar round my neck, cos I'm a dog, dog, dog
Ain't a bed type of n*gga, I like to f*ck em on the wall
[Chorus : Tokyo]
One time for the b*tches that get cash
Two time for the b*tches with a fat ass
Three time for the b*tches that jump on that di*k and ride that b*tch like Six Flags

One time for the b*tches that get cash
Two time for the b*tches with a fat ass
Three time for the b*tches that jump on that di*k and ride that b*tch like Six Flags


It go head, shoulders, knees, toes, slide down the pole, drop it low
Head, shoulders, knees, toes, slide down the pole, drop it low, whoa