Lyrics

He wanna see-a what's inside my lunch... Grabbin' on my ass cheek Ggrabbin' on my ass cheek But do you, do you, do you Wanna fuck me in this back seat? Hmmm, no that's okay I just blow your dick away, okay? I'm Bonita, sir You may peek, monsieur, in my little square Pop my pussy in the air! I'm comin' thru with that gay little lunch pail Bitches study me but they always gonna fail 'Nita weigh-in just to break the scale Send Biden tiddie pics straight through the e-mail He wanna see-a what's inside my lunch box... I'm comin' thru with that gay little lunch pail Bitches study me but they always gonna fail 'Nita weigh-in just to break the scale Send Biden tiddie pics straight through the e-mail Body on 10 Tiddies on 10 When I walk by They all look again Body on 10 Tiddies on 10 When I walk by They all look again Crackers... uh, maybe a sandwich Maybe a sandwich, it just depends If it's gonna be a long day or not Um, applesauce... and maybe some fruit snacks I don't know It just depends on what I want for the day
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