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Lyrics
[Intro]
[whispered vocals] Boy, where you goin'?
Bass hit, waist hit
[spoken] Ladies, we outside
Turn that up right now
[Verse 1]
Short skirt, long night
Shots lined up in a straight line
Lip gloss, teeth white
Phone up high for the good side
Bad gyal, both cheeks insured
Slow whine, then I go absurd
You look scared, what you came here for?
Better catch this wave by the dance floor (hey)
[Chorus]
I’m gon’ twerk it until I hurt it
I’m gon’ party until I flat line
I’m here to have fun, don’t curb it
So boy, don’t you run, don’t flatline
I’m gon’ twerk it until I hurt it
I’m gon’ party until I flat line
I’m here to have fun, don’t curb it
So boy, don’t you run, don’t flatline
[Verse 2]
Hands on my hips, that’s law
Wine so mean make you confess all
Good girl face, but the mood outlaw
Sweat on my back, still I want more
You talk big, can you match my pace?
Heart beat loud when I back that waist
If you tap out, there’s a line, no chase
Pick up yourself or give up your place (woah)
[Bridge]
Left, right, drop it on time
Back it up, baby, read the sign
Red cup, lime, body in a straight line
If you can’t handle, you ain’t my type
Left, right, heat in the baseline
Bend, snap, still lookin’ divine
[call-and-response]
I say “more” — you say “one time!”
One time! One time!
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedJan 5, 2026
Duration2:06
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Dancehall-infused hip-hop banger with female vocals, half-rapped half-sung. Bouncy offbeat groove, thick bass, playful brass stabs, and percussive claps. Verses sit in a confident, cocky pocket; hook explodes with gang vocals and call-and-response ad-libs. Add siren drops and crowd chants to lift the chorus into a festival-ready anthem., reggae fusion, flat, hip hop
Credits
Prompt byVibraphoneSoulful789
ModelAria v5
Prompt
I’m going to twerk it until I hurt it. I’m going to party until I flat line. I’m here to have fun. So boy don’t you run., rap, hip hop, reggae fusion, female
