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Aye sis it's time to talk to shit Let's get it nigga let's go I'm a fem fantasy Slup me up like Fanta Got his hand between my legs He must want some panther Had to tell the driver fuck the party hit the crib Soaking up the seats I call that nigga mr pibb Vvs' bouncing while we fucking like a light beam Now I'm light headed from the dick That's a pipe dream When he put his tongue on my pussy that excite me He said it's addicting just like coke yeah he so thirsty All that nigga wanted is some throat but thats a no no Gotta get my nut first baby like a coco When I grip it tight I got that nigga in a chokehold I got every flavor baby just call me ms faygo Put his ass on payroll He do what I say so Real niggas like boss bitches if I say so If his pockets dry I tell that nigga he ain't man enough If his pockets dry I let him know that this ain't Canada Bitch I'm raising temperatures I gotta check these bitches Bitch I'm raising prices yeah I gotta tax these bitches Bitch I'm checking I.D.'s yeah I gotta stop these bitches If she wanna try me Guaranteed I'll buy these bitches Sunny badd the baddest bitch don't act like you don't know me He the mvp if he bag me cuz I'm a trophy I'm a walking birkin Bums bitches can not tote me I'm the fucking captain You ain't qualified to coach me Don't even approach me Why yo diamonds ghostly I don't have a beard but they calling me the goatee Stepping on they necks nine one one somebody's choking I want my respect to be frank bitch I'm not asking I looked at Philippe I think it's time to to get my lick back Pull up in a brink bulletproof like where the cash at Pull up with no ceiling now they asking where the roof at Fuck me with yo t-shirt ain't got no time for chit chat Step ya motherfucking cookies up my nigga Sunny the baddest popstar icon shit ya digg Bitch