Post Malone - Tap In (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Too $hort & Saweetie] Don't ever stop if you wanna be on top, b*tch (Remix) [Chorus: Saweetie & DaBaby] Lil' waist, fat ass, b*tch, tap in (Oh, I'ma tap in for sure) Tap, tap, tap in Diamonds dancing on your neck, ni**a, tap in (Oh, I'ma tap in, I'ma tap in) Tap, tap, tap in fu*k a ni**a, get rich, b*tch, tap in (I'll let you hold a couple dollars, I ain't trippin') Tap, tap, tap in M-O-B, Icy Gang, ni**a, tap in (Go, Yeah) Tap, tap, tap in [Verse 1: DaBaby] Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, ni**a She want a ni**a that rap (Yeah) She want him to give up the sack I like them ghetto-ass bougie b*tches (Let's go) The ones that wear the sundress 'Cause she got a big ol' booty in it (Let's go) Hold on, I ain't done yet (Yeah) I like to fu*k her 'til she tap out (Go) Gon' tell your ass to tap in (Go) Lil' baddie b*tch from Cali Throw up Westside like Mack 10 (West) Yeah, I know they call you "Baby" (Go) Yeah, I know you think you lit But you wanna fu*k? You gotta pay me (Uh-uh) Told her, "Uh-uh, must be crazy" (No go) I don't want none if she basic (No) This rich-ni**a dick A ho get lucky if she taste it (Ha, for real, let's go) Pretty skin, pretty feet, and she kinda thick (Go) Like to talk her sh*t while she bouncing on the dick Do it on the dick, girl, she look me in my eyes When she do it, she a big girl (Ooh), I might have to tap in I love that she a freak, the type to pull it out And eat it in the driveway while I back in With that... [Chorus: Saweetie] Lil' waist, fat ass, b*tch, tap in Tap, tap, tap in Diamonds dancing on your neck, ni**a, tap in Tap, tap, tap in fu*k a ni**a, get rich, b*tch, tap in Tap, tap, tap in M-O-B, Icy Gang, ni**a, tap in Tap, tap, tap in [Verse 2: Post Malone] Flex so hard, man, I should be rocking Tapout (Ooh) But I'm Tom Ford-down, I'm a standout (Wow) Grab a mag, tap it in, I'm finna clap out .300 blackout, blow your fu*king back out Ain't never seen XP in they life One-five gone, spend it all on the ride (All on the ride) Only fit two, but they all got inside (All got inside) Damn, I bit the curb, I got smoke in my eye (Smoke in my eye) Hit that gas, don't tease me (Mm) Get my money fast but don't keep it (Mm) Hundred thousand thrown, sh*t's easy (Mm) Diamonds on me dance, Chris Breezy (Mm) [Chorus: Saweetie] Lil' waist, fat ass, b*tch, tap in Tap, tap, tap in Diamonds dancing on your neck, ni**a, tap in Tap, tap, tap in fu*k a ni**a, get rich, b*tch, tap in Tap, tap, tap in M-O-B, Icy Gang, ni**a, tap in (Mhm) Tap, tap, tap in (Ayy) [Verse 3: Saweetie] Wrist on glitter (Ayy), waist on thinner (Ayy) I'ma show you how to bag a eight-figure ni**a (Hoo) Face on 'zaddy (Sheesh), pockets on Jigga (Hoo) You better get the card and make it swipe like Tinder (Phew) Private villa and the fur chinchilla (Ha) When he post me, all the hoes get sicker (Blah) fu*kboy killer, I don't need fillers (Nope) Never been a lame, so the real b*tches feel it (Yeah) Daddy on the FaceTime, you could never take mine End up on the Dateline, ugh-ugh-ugh (b*tch) Rich with no day job, b*tch, hit your wop, wop Always on the court side, uh-huh, huh B-B-Billionaire ni**as wanna eat me out b*tch, I'm from the West Coast, they wanna go down South All these lame-ass ni**as tryna fu*k for clout (Hmm) I won't let him hit but he can put it in his mouth [Chorus: Saweetie & Jack Harlow] Lil' waist, fat ass, b*tch, tap in Tap, tap, tap in Diamonds dancing on your neck, ni**a, tap in Tap, tap, tap in fu*k a ni**a, get rich, b*tch, tap in Tap, tap, tap in M-O-B, Icy Gang, ni**a, tap in (Yeah) Tap, tap, tap in (Yeah, feel like...) [Verse 4: Jack Harlow] I just crossed over to Top 40 I can't even say "What's poppin'?" now, 'cause it got corny Jeweler just hit me, said he got some new rocks for me When they asked me to do this verse, know I got horny (Ooh, ooh) I know I can count on my shorty She'll go the extra mile, over the top for me I ain't at the club, I'm in the house, but I'm not Cory It's a Victorian, they built it with five stories (There's five of them b*tches, mm) Ayy, shout-out to Saweetie (Saweetie) These boys working with the LMPD (Mm) Back in seventh grade, I was selling CD's I can tell they want for me to help them be me, okay (I can't, I can't) Okay, tap, tap, tap in (Tap, tap, tap in) Woo, buckle up, get strapped in (Strapped in, strapped in) She said my voice is attractive (Attractive) Baby, that's a Kentucky accent [Chorus: Saweetie] Lil' waist, fat ass, b*tch, tap in Tap, tap, tap in Diamonds dancing on your neck, ni**a, tap in Tap, tap, tap in fu*k a ni**a, get rich, b*tch, tap in Tap, tap, tap in M-O-B, Icy Gang, ni**a, tap in Tap, tap, tap in