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PERFORMING ARTISTS
NLE Choppa
NLE Choppa
Vocals
Johnny Goldstein
Johnny Goldstein
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bryson Potts
Bryson Potts
Songwriter
Yonatan Goldstein
Yonatan Goldstein
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Johnny Goldstein
Johnny Goldstein
Producer

Letras

I want you to lick me, baby (want you to lick me, baby, brrt) This dick make you crazy (make you crazy, brrt) And don't you tempt me, baby (ayy, don't you tempt me, baby, brrt) 'Cause this Glock ain't got safety (Glock ain't got safety, brrt) I want you to lick me, baby (want you to lick me, baby, brrt) This dick make you crazy (make you crazy, brrt) And don't you tempt me, baby (ayy, don't you tempt me, baby, brrt) 'Cause this Glock ain't got safety (Glock ain't got safety, brrt) Ayy, ayy, ayy Lick me, fuck me, touch me, suck me, slut me (slut me) No more lovey-dovey, just want cuddy (cuddy) Addicted to pussy, I am a druggie (I am a druggie) Dark skin, sweet on the inside, my nutty buddy (mwah) Suck on my Glock like you suck my cock, that shit there turn me on (that shit there turn me on) She get freakier when she see my flash on my camera phone (movie) Climb on this dick, know it's a long journey, but it's yo' throne (it's your throne) Then jump up and down on it until yo' Megan knees blown (like Megan) Eat it from the back, if she wash her ass, then it's cool with me (it's cool with me) Baby, I'm a grown man, that lil' boy shit is foolery (foolery) She know that I'm 19, but I'm fuckin' like it's two of me (like it two of me) I'm the lifeguard in her pool, I'm swimmin' in the deepest feet Get his hoe, bring her back to me, she won't wanna go Fuck me slow, ride me on a ten-speed like we on the road I'm 'bout to blow, she let me paint her face like Picasso (come here, come here) She a pro, if she can make me cum just using her throat I want you to lick me, baby (want you to lick me, baby, brrt) This dick make you crazy (make you crazy, brrt) And don't you tempt me, baby (ayy, don't you tempt me, baby, brrt) 'Cause this Glock ain't got safety (Glock ain't got safety, brrt) Ayy, ayy L-I-C-K M-E, B-A-B-Y (lick me, baby) F-U-C-K M-E, L-A-D-Y (fuck me, lady) I can give you what you like, Choppa T.I But you got to work this dick like a nine-to-five (like a nine-to-five) Can you do what I say like Simon say, be my sex slave? I can be your Ray J, if only you be my Kim K Let's NFT a sex tape, make a couple mil' in a day (in a day) Fuck you for some cryptocurrency, that shit the new wave If it don't smell like booty, dick, and pussy, we ain't fuck right Got her beggin' for her life when she moanin', is you alright? If we ain't wakin' up neighbors through the night, she ain't my type (ain't my type, nigga) If we ain't wakin' up neighbors through the night, she ain't my type (ain't my type) Can you lick me? Suck on me like a New York glizzy Pulled out and then I nutted on her titties She told me nut up in her, then I told her, "Bitch please" Told her, "Bitch, please" I want you to lick me, baby (want you to lick me, baby, brrt) This dick make you crazy (make you crazy, brrt) And don't you tempt me, baby (ayy, don't you tempt me, baby, brrt) 'Cause this Glock ain't got safety (Glock ain't got safety, brrt) I want you to lick me, baby (want you to lick me, baby, brrt) This dick make you crazy (make you crazy, brrt) And don't you tempt me, baby (ayy, don't you tempt me, baby, brrt) 'Cause this Glock ain't got safety (Glock ain't got safety, brrt) Lick me, baby (lick me, baby) Fuck me, lady (fuck me, lady) Ayy, fuck me crazy NLE the Top Shotta, got the bombs like Al-Qaeda Brrt, brrt, brrt
Writer(s): Yonatan Goldstein, Bryson Potts Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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