Wine Pon You Doja Cat, Konshen

I aint got my eye on you

Aint been hypnotized by you, yeah

Aint in here tryna find my dude

I take it you just like the way I wine pon you



How I wine pon you

The way I wine pon you

How I wine pon you

The way I wine pon you, yeah

Take it you just like the way I wine pon you

Take it you just like the way I wine pon you, yeah



You can catch her in the Vogue or Hustler magazine

Young red bitch, pussy wet, five screens

You can catch her in the Vogue or Hustler magazine

Young red bitch, pussy wet, five screens



Yeah, yeah

Pop that like Ginkgo biloba

That booty dont need no more soda

Too hot, now this boy dont need no more doja

Leg on the seat, thats a photo

See that you focused

If theres no room, boy, we squeeze in the corner

Way that he talking, you think that he know her

Hold up

See baby, this for the night, I wont see you tomorrow

Yeah, but when I dance here, boy you better man up

Be like a museum, got you looking, boy you cant touch

Yeah, I got him speaking, got him geeking, tie them hands up

Tappin to the beat, you wanna freak her cause she random

Know you got your girl here, looking for your ass, run

Faking that you loyal, boy, you playing with her passion

Even when the beat slow, I shake a lil faster

Twerking on the speaker, know you need her in your fan club