Mata

Love was all I had He from New York, I like gimme that mata I was a bad bitch, he was a shota I ain't no regular bitch Told him to fuck with me, it's gon' cost ya He ain't no regular trick Ain't trickin' if you got it like that He hang up and I'm callin' right back Damn, baby, how you got me like that Started on the counter now we on the sofa He on demon, put a four in the soda He fold me up like we doin' yoga He feelin' good, he lucky I chose him And he know how to fuck, I ain't even have to coach him Ahh He know how to fuck, I ain't even have to coach him I eat that dick up just like hibachi We 69, just like Tekashi Dip is creamy, just like a Frosty Sippin' in the morning, just like coffee Sippin' in the morning, just like, uh Sippin' in the morning, just like, you know You should this pussy good Try to leave me, I wish you would You'll never find a bitch better You'll never find a bitch wetter Soak him, he need an umbrella Make him sing to it, Coachella I'm from the A, I'm like, gimme some head If he act broke, I'ma leave him on read He like, I got you, trickin' ain't dead He tell me shut up and just lift up them legs He talk to the pussy like his name Ted That's a Ted Talk Pussy in his face with my legs locked I like, uh I like it rough, put me in the headlock This my dick forever, give my shit away You a better not Rich Nani Yeah, yeah, yeah Uh-huh Gimme that mata, nigga Gimme that mata, nigga Gimme that, Gimme that