Tekst Utworu
Aye fuck Covid-19 killing the vibes
Ain't getting offended in Fendi
He loves my style so trendy
Eating my box in the back of the Bentley
Please tell your bitch to never address me
Ain't got a type I just like what I like
5 bills on the hair rich bitches don't fight
I got shit to loose
Know I'm a saint cop me Christian Loubs
Keep it a 100 don't pick and choose
Don't rush but he's still taking flight
I don't go Dutch if I like it he buys
He wanna cuff don't wanna be his wife
Book a room at the W won't stay the night
I'm a bitch with a purpose
Walk in the room got 'em shook got 'em nervous
I hold on tight while he hitting my cervix
Clown girl shit but I'm running the circus
Blow your mind like Dynamite
I grip you tight
And you know how I like it
Boost your appetite
Rappers delight
Turn off the lights
And you know how I like it baby
You know how I like it baby
You know how I like it baby
Touch me good that shit gets me so excited baby
You know how I like it baby
Writer(s): Jemimah Kanyion
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