Créditos
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Ve'ondre Mitchell
Autoría
Matias Mora
Autoría
Letra
There's only one cunt
And I'm feeling the fantasy
Ow!
There's a reason I call everybody daughter
Wanna serve it? Gotta work a little harder
Fix ya mug if you really wanna slaughter
One of one, you can call me mother
There's a reason I call everybody daughter
Wanna serve it? Gotta work a little harder
Fix ya mug if you really wanna slaughter
One of one, you can call me mother
Fem queen? Bitch please
Give it a little time, you'll be lookin like feast
Pop a mone and you'll be ready eat
Servin a face full of fish in a state of relief
(Meow) Bet ya feelin it hunty
But let me in and I'll exude your cunty
Follow my lead watch the way I'm stunting
Mother knows best but you gotta stop frontin!
I like
You the way you are
But I wanna do-do you up
I like
You the way you are
But I wanna do-do you
Up, up, up, up, up, up, up
Do you
Up, up, up, up, up, up, up
Do you
(Feelin like pussy, feelin like cunt)
Up, up, up, up, up, up, up
(Feelin like pussy, feelin like cunt)
Do you up, up, up, up, up, up, up
(Feelin like pussy, feelin like cunt)
Do you up, up, up, up, up, up, up
(Oh my god let me-)
Do you up
There's a reason I call everybody daughter
Wanna serve it? Gotta work a little harder
Fix ya mug if you really wanna slaughter
One of one, you can call me mother
There's a reason I call everybody daughter
Wanna serve it? Gotta work a little harder
Fix ya mug if you really wanna slaughter
One of one, you can call me mother
Fem queen? That's a butch queens bottom
Never look em in the eye never ever let em holler
You can pop a titty on ya chest but that don't make you a schola'
Bitch do it for you and not a little holla
A woman never tried to look just one way
Look in my eyes, don't be afraid
Look at my daughter, paving the way
Soon enough you gonna be riding the first place
I like
You the way you are
But I wanna do-do you up
I like
You the way you are
But I wanna do-do you
Up, up, up, up, up, up, up
Do you
Up, up, up, up, up, up, up
Do you
Up, up, up, up, up, up, up
Do you up, up, up, up, up, up, up
(Feelin like pussy, feelin like cunt)
Do you up, up, up, up, up, up, up
(Feelin like pussy, feelin like cunt)
Do you up, up, up, up, up, up, up
(Feelin like pussy, feelin like cunt)
Do you up, up, up, up, up, up, up
(Oh my god let me-)
Do you up
There's a reason I call everybody daughter
Wanna serve it? Gotta work a little harder
Fix ya mug if you really wanna slaughter
One of one, you can call me mother
There's a reason I call everybody daughter
Wanna serve it? Gotta work a little harder
Fix ya mug if you really wanna slaughter
One of one, you can call me mother
(Feelin like pussy, feelin like cunt)
(Feelin like pussy, feelin like cunt)
(Feelin like pussy, feelin like cunt)
Oh my god, let me do you up!
Up, up, up, up
Up, up, up, up
Written by: Matias Mora, Ve'ondre Mitchell