Texty

I see you shaking come and put it on my lap Bend it over look back look back TBT, that bitch threw it back Look back look back throw it back I need a blunt and a bad bitch With an ass so big it stop traffic And she threw it at a nigga I got access I took her back to the house and let her have it One hand on my blunt, the other hand on her booty I be hitting it from the back, and I play with the coochie I ain't talking Toy Story when I say I got woody I fucked a nigga bitch and he saying "How could he?" I ain't from Houston but I rap a lot No luggage but my bitch say I pack a lot HBK we the hottest in America I'm in a fast whip looking like a miracle She gave me butt and head, no Beavis I done walked through, looking like the cleanest She threw it back and she asked for some penis Bitch this dick ain't free what you mean bitch, bitch! Make that ass jump so I know it's real Pull out the steel, she don't duck, I give her a bill Tell her don't say shit just like dada No squares, no hopscotch In her mouth like pop rocks Knock knock who is it, it ain't Chamillion Air, no hair, Nair having good civilian I'm chilling, saying anything but Forgive me this beat is mainey and it's hyphy as fuck I'm going dumb, make the [?] shake tail til it's numb Now let me find out you a bum Think your girlfriend chew me like Bubble Yum Take ahold of her check she don't pay me in gum Yuh, look back like you ain't ready for future Kama sutra I'ma beat it, beat it I'm your producer Seducer include the ruler, large meat in your throat Make that ass sound like three cars in your spokes Look back look back throw it back huh Let a Shmop boy hit it blow your back huh I go round in that kitty run a lap huh That nigga that you with he can't do jack huh Well come and party with a party animal Eat that thing alive like I'm Hannibal And I like it sweet like a cantaloupe I got that good good it's that antidote Tell her switch it up give it up man they cannot get rid of us In the thing like it's ten of us got the hoes like owow Running shit like a principal bounce that ass for these winners girls Might just throw you some figures girl let me see you Slow down, and grab the wall Wiggle like you tryna make yo ass fall off I'ma hit it, then pass it off Cuff a trick, never me, oh nah
Writer(s): Mauricio Rengifo Perez, Andres Torres Torres, Sebastian Obando Giraldo, Alejandro Rengifo, Manuel Turizo Zapata, David Julca, Carlos Isaias Morales Williams, Jonathan Julca, Raul Alejandro Ocasio Ruiz Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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