Olé Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah,

yeah, yeah, yeah,

yeah, yeah

Way I'm dodging that bull, you can call me olé

Up in her belly, call me gourmet

Can't see the hate money all in the way,

I was broke back then but I'm ballin today

Hit the club when they calling for rain

Hit the spot and she calling' my name

Call me Dew-alt, all in her frame

Running A cult, all full of dames

Girl, you make me feel like Hulk

I just wanna smash

Shoot my shot like Kobe

I don't wanna pass

I'm tryna grip all of that ass

Mmm, hit that spot

Aint in the car, she all on the dash

Mmm, hit that spot

Ain't making calls, she cum on demand

Mmm, and lil' booty's matter too

slap it up, slap it up, ouu

In her back, no chiropractics,

Her Man just can't do all that I do

Gwan twist, pop it

Girl wiggle, drop it

Gwan twist, pop it

girl wiggle, drop it

Way I'm dodging that bull, you can call me olé

Up in her belly, call me gourmet

Can't see the hate money all in the way,

I was broke back then but I'm ballin today

Hit the club when they calling for rain

Hit the spot and she calling' my name

Call me Dew-alt, all in her frame

Running A cult, all full of dames