Meg the Stallion

I stroke your body like this keyboard Probably heard this before We don't even need chords Fuck you like I love you but I'm never in my feelings Are you scared? Getting missing? grammatically intended Really tryna go off Stick it in you, make you curl your toes up Might just make you throw up (Bleh), uh I can't believe this lil' bitch did this (Yuck) She wiped it off, she got on top to ride this city bus Nasty as fuck, I think she get it from her mama I don't know her name but I bet I know her number Ready for what, I'm 'bout to hit you in this Hummеr Know you seein' 'em lights, know I'm bringing thunder (Ooh) I stroke your body likе this keyboard Probably heard this before We don't even need chords Fuck you like I love you but I'm never in my feelings Are you scared? Getting missing? grammatically intended Really tryna go off Stick it in you, make you curl your toes up Might just make you throw up (Bleh), uh I can't believe this lil' bitch did this (Yuck) She wiped it off, she got on top to ride this city bus, uh No, it ain't no proposition Treat you like the opposition Pussy too good, man, I cannot find the right position I don't even like positions, I'm just tryna hold you up Fucking with them young niggas, baby, they don't know enough Learned from them old heads, hoes give more head She gon' suck that dick and make that sound just like a moped She gon' suck that dick and make that sound just like a moped I stroke your body like this keyboard Probably heard this before We don't even need chords Fuck you like I love you but I'm never in my feelings Are you scared? Getting missing? grammatically intended Really tryna go off Stick it in you, make you curl your toes up Might just make you throw up (Bleh), uh I can't believe this lil' bitch did this (Yuck) She wiped it off, she got on top to ride this city bus She's a rider Only feel good when it's inside her She gon' play her part, don't fuck the vibes up Fucking to the beat, she tryna fuck your mind up, but your time's up I'm goin Kompa with my Cheri Grabbed her by her hair, I'm putting dick all in her belly Foreign hood, what prepared me (Okay) X-rated, I ain't with the talkin' We could do this often, you ain't gotta get off it, oh I stroke your body like this keyboard (Like this keyboard) Probably heard this before (Mm) We don't even need chords Fuck you like I love you but I'm never in my feelings (Never in my feelings) Are you scared? Getting missing? grammatically intended Really tryna go off (Go off) Stick it in you, make you curl your toes up (Curl your toes up) Might just make you throw up (Bleh), uh (Throw up) I can't believe this lil' bitch did this (Yuck, shh) She wiped it off, she got on top to ride this city bus, uh Strokin' on your keyboard, mm No, no, no, no Strokin' on your keyboard No, no, no, no, no No, no, no, no, no