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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
She came through clean
In faded denim blue
Whole room pause
When she walked past you
Hair tied up
Got that don't-care grin
Boots hit the floor
And the whole night bent
Ain't even fair
How it turn heads quick
Like a screen door bang
When the wind hit
I seen that look
She know what she got
One little move
And the whole place stopped
[Pre-Chorus]
Uh, uh, there she go
Slow walk, then she roll
Everybody know
She got that control
One step back
Then she lean in close
Whole crowd snap
Like a front porch post
[Chorus]
That ass got a snap back
(Snap back)
Like a screen door crack
(Crack, crack)
That ass got a snap back
(Snap back)
Every eye go black
(Black, black)
She move like that
And the whole room react
That ass got a snap back
(Snap back)
[Verse 2]
Ain't no rush
She take her sweet time
Red cup in hand
And a mouth full of shine
Mama raised her right
But she play real bold
One sway left
Got me losing hold
Dust on the porch
And a grin so mean
She don't need much
To steal the scene
When she turn around
It's a thunderclap sound
Got my tough talk gone
When she sit back down
[Pre-Chorus]
Uh, uh, there she go
Slow walk, then she roll
Everybody know
She got that control
One step back
Then she lean in close
Whole crowd snap
Like a front porch post
[Chorus]
That ass got a snap back
(Snap back)
Like a screen door crack
(Crack, crack)
That ass got a snap back
(Snap back)
Every eye go black
(Black, black)
She move like that
And the whole room react
That ass got a snap back
(Snap back)
[Bridge]
Take it down low
Let the timber shake
One little twist
And the whole floor wake
She don't even try
That the crazy part
Got that snap back
Straight from the heart
[Chorus]
That ass got a snap back
(Snap back)
Like a screen door crack
(Crack, crack)
That ass got a snap back
(Snap back)
Every eye go black
(Black, black)
She move like that
And the whole room react
That ass got a snap back
(Snap back)
Details
GeneratedMay 30, 2026
Duration2:53
LanguageEnglish
Style
Southern rap with male vocals, laid-back swung bounce and a trunk-rattling pocket; verse rides sparse snaps, rim clicks, and rubbery 808 slides, pre-chorus tightens with call-and-response and rising handclaps, chorus lands wider with gang chants and a bluesy guitar lick. Ad-lib doubles, tail-end delays, and shouted hook repeats keep it sticky. Bright, punchy low end with a dusty back-porch sheen., male vocals, rap
Credits
Prompt byFirePulse388
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
That ass got a snap back like a screen door in a Alabama storm southern Rap male vocals
