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Yes I'ma bad bitch ain't fucking these niggas y'all nasty
Give me top no relation that's tragic
Keep a shooter try play he gone blast you
Give me head and I want it real nasty
Keep it up and I might let him tap it
It get real in this bitch we got action
It get real in this bitch we got action
Straight flashing
Aye yea
Watch how I slide on that pole
Throw it back make my head touch my toes and
He keep looking I know that he want it
Don't fuck with these bitches they phony
Better watch how you talk you don't know me
You can't hang with the gang bitch we lonely
We grinding from Texas we hungry
Don't gotta beg and don't gotta stay
You see that lil nigga he do what I say
I don't want your man I just want his face
Ain't no tomorrow I want it today
Y'all hoes annoying
Blowing up his phone he ignoring
He busy eating click in a Foriegn
Grabbing my hips get to pouring
He slipping and slurping exploring
Can't get enough and I'm
Just like that
I got em breaking they neck
He just broke out in a sweat
Fuck do you mean
He know that this is the dream
He tryna get me on his team
I get to teasing throwing it back for no reason
Fucking with trè it ain't easy
Call up Kici we take a flight every season
Hopping on board with the ah yea
Yes I'ma bad bitch ain't fucking these niggas yall nasty
Give me top no relation that's tragic
Keep a shooter try play he gone blast you
Give me head and I want it real nasty
Keep it up and I might let him tap it
It get real in this bitch we got action
It get real in this bitch we got action
Straight flashing
These bitches watching these bitches hating
Meanwhile I'm getting to that mf paper
Can't beef with no hoe I just want me some acres
Beef with your mama hoe that's who raised you
Chilling pool side with yo nigga who raised em
Slim body fat ass with a check I'm grateful
Watch that lil bitch get her weight
That lil bitch been getting her cake up ah
Yes I'ma bad bitch ain't fucking these niggas yall nasty
Give me top no relation that's tragic
Keep a shooter try play he gone blast you
Give me head and I want it real nasty
Keep it up and I might let him tap it
It get real in this bitch we got action
It get real in this bitch we got action
Straight flashing
Popping my shit
A little bit of this a little bit of that
Yea
No cap though
Hottest little bitch in my city
Ain't nobody fucking with me
I took his cash and ain't give him nannn
Now I got em in his feeling
He gotta gone and come with it
He gotta gone with them digits
He gotta come with them bands
Show me where you stand ain't no lacking I mean it
Get up and beat it
Yes I'ma bad bitch ain't fucking these niggas yall nasty
Give me top no relation that's tragic
Keep a shooter try play he gone blast you
Give me head and I want it real nasty
Keep it up and I might let him tap it
It get real in this bitch we got action
It get real in this bitch we got action
Straight flashing
Writer(s): Treanna Simpson
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