Lyrics

Owww Okay Okay (oh right) Oh right (okay) Owww Okay Oh right Oh, you wanna buy me things That expensive shit Not sure I'll vibe with that You want a pricey bitch My mall is thrift shops Booty is Calvin Klein a'ight My feet cradle Hanes You think you met your wife Play with my booty and tug on my hair I said play with my booty and tug on my hair Your girl is giving you style Glitz and dazzles on my face, looking like a fucking rocket About to hit a gnarly ride with Ms.Frizzle on the milky wizzle Didn't think your girl could ever rap with a pace Feeling like a 3000 prodigy bitch A fucking prodigy, bitch Right, I know you want it I know you see it and you really wanna hold it But no more locked doors You are not chosen I am the pharaoh, and you are the doses Of what I don't need Yeah you really think you potion Yeah you really wanna hold it Oh, well I don't think you can control it FUCK Play with my booty and tug on my hair I said play with my booty and tug on my hair Well, you want to buy me things That expensive shit Not sure I'll vibe with that You want a pricey bitch My mall is thrift shops Booty is Calvin Klein ay My feet cradle Hanes You think you met your wife
Writer(s): Simon Christensen, Kianna Fleming Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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