Tequila Body Shots

[Mr. Kee] Ah, yeah Uh hun (Uh hun) Well, ah Well, ah Well, ah hun Uh hun Ay I don't know what you want me to do, girl But whatever it is Let's believe I'm a do it Chorus: [Sativa] Just keep it hot, baby [Mr. Kee] I keep it hot, baby [Sativa] Just do ya thang, boy [Mr. Kee] Oh, I do my thang, girl [Sativa] Don't let the party stop [Mr. Kee] Nah, I ain't gon' let it stop [Sativa] Know what we drinking on [Mr. Kee] Tequila body shots, body shots Repeat Chorus [Mr. Kee] (Verse 1) We hit the club on the late night They know my name Know my face, cause we stay tight We V.I.P Poppin' bottles of expensive piss Whatever happens here Tonight, I'm a plead the fifth I'm throwin' hundred dollar Bills at the party Our family circle's Too close, for you to enter More snakes on the agenda Oh, they play my song The crowd's going wild now (Ah) They ask me questions Like who, what, when and how Don't even worry about it We got the game sold You out there freezing cause you found out the game was cold (Damn, it's cold) We keep it hot whatever you like it or not Where my whole entourage sippin' tequila body shots Repeat Chorus Twice (Verse 2) Now I just Thought it that my eyes closed From liquid chronic berries Flow is how I sip those I hit up on it Now, I'm grindin' with two Latin chicks They asked a question Have I ever seen two ladies kiss (Have you ever seen two ladies kiss?) I played the roll and told 'em "Nah, love to see it, though" From V.I.P To the back of my vehicle The temperature is gettin' Hotter on the dance floor (It's gettin' hot) Cause when it comes to doin' Dirt, I'm a man whore And now I'm feelin' Out of breath from the aftershock Let's go to givin' Each other tequila body shots You probably wouldn't Believe it, unless you seen it, too I grabbed 'em both By the hand, and asked 'em what they wanted Mr. Kee to do Repeat Chorus [Mr. Kee] Oh, you know I keep it hot But all the females It's time to get up and shake somethin' on this one Break: Mr. Kee Just keep it hot, just keep it hot Just keep it hot, just keep it hot, baby Just keep it hot, just keep it hot Just keep it hot, baby Just keep it hot, just keep it hot I keep it hot, baby Just keep it hot, baby Just keep it hot, baby [Mr. Kee] Now what you got? [Verse 3: Sativa (Mr. Kee in background)] A thousand dollars in my Gucci purse (Like that?) These bitches hatin' on Sativa, but I seen worse (Oh, she seen worse) Another round of alcohol For my home cat (Another round, y'all) They treating me just like I signed up for the Mr. Kee, a heavyweight champ That's how we do, when we slide through (Uh hun) Don't think about the tight Jeans, all dark blue If you can get me on the Floor, I'm a do my thang (Do ya thang, girl) A lethal weapon Don't be steppin' all up your way If you can't give me What I need, don't you trouble me (Uh uh) I'm in the back V.I.P., sippin' bubbly You think you got a chance To hit it, well, I think not (Ha ha) My destination is the Top, to a clock, last call to get them body shots (Last call) Repeat Chorus Twice Repeat Break