Testi
[Verse 1]
It only really takes one taste, sugar sweet
Yeah, I make them all fiend for this yummy-yummy
I'ma be a side lil' piece in a mood
Different swing every week, but you gotta love it
It only really takes one taste, sugar sweet
Yeah, I make them all fiend for this yummy-yummy
I'ma be a side lil' piece in a mood
Different swing every week, but you gotta love it
[Verse 2]
Girl, did you see that **** up in there tryna put his hands up on me?
No, where?
I'm like, "What the fuck?" He slipped on me by the bar
Dude, **** is always tryna play some shit, they always tryna try some shit
Like get your mothafucking hands off me
They like whatever they can do, they see some ass and they just go after it
They wanna grab it, like no thanks, not here
[Chorus]
All a **** want is culo
Culo
All a **** want is culo
I wonder who the male advocate for this song was?
Men don't need advocates, they have society
[Verse 3]
I know my ways might seem toxic
What can I say? Girl, you're popping
You ain't my main, I got options
That don't mean a thing 'cause we're locked in
Way too paid up for commitment
Girl, you're so persistent
You know what I want from you
You can't say I told you different
When I'm on road, I know you miss it
Way too attached, baby
Hate when you act crazy
Hey
[Chorus]
I can't call it, baby, I can't call it, baby
I can't call it, baby, I can't call it, baby
[Verse 4]
Let's just have fun, why make me the bad guy?
Do that thing I like you did the last time
Put that shit on I like, that poke yo' ass out
Just like that girl, the pussy good but I can't, no
[Chorus]
I can't call it, baby, I can't call it, baby
I can't call it, baby, I can't call it, baby
Written by: B.K. Habermehl, Ray Jacobs, Reako Hendrix, Sam Homaee
