Tekst Utworu

Yeah I just want a long fuck, know I'm on some dog shit I just want a long fuck, know I'm on some dog shit I'ma suck your dick and I'ma squirt all on your carpet Got a big behind like Buick, babe park it I can walk through and get a table on some boss shit I'ma start a riot on your niggas in a moshpit I spit fire, I'm pretty, I'm awesome Cross him Wanted me to fuck but I blossom Bitch 'bout tired, I pluck 'em, I toss 'em I don't give a fuck Any nigga, I'ma boss him Wanna get real litty with my titty, it's gon' cost him I just went to Florida flippin' bitches like dolphin Sweet barbeque, McDonald's, I'm saucin', glossin' I can leave you dead up in your city like possum Batman in your city, in the corners, I'm watchin' Finna bust you all up in your shit, stop talkin' Please Come and eat this cooch all on your knees Please I'm squirtin' on my hunnid dollar jeans Please I'll fuck you on a hunnid dollar Beam Please Just give me any reason make a scene Please Every time they see my face they finna scream Like duh I'm thick, money bussin' out the seams Like duh I got tricks, I get candy, Halloween Like duh Colorblind, all I see is green Like duh And can't no nigga ever get between Like duh I don't give a fuck about no nigga, that's ho shit Woah bitch, you are just a rubber in my clothe shit I don't give a fuck about no nigga, that's ho shit Woah bitch, you are just a rubber in my clothe shit I just want a long fuck, know I'm on some dog shit I'ma suck your dick and I'ma squirt all on your carpet Got a big behind like Buick, babe park it I can walk through and get a table on some boss shit Nah, yeah, you know what it cost when I walk through And she got it like (Let's go) I mean I used to, I I would, but (Let's go) I changed, you know I used to want love Now I want drugs I used to have feelings Now I got bitches Shawty I'm holdin' no paper, don't call me Wasn't on the team but I grew up to be ballin' I got a new bitch Chick-Fil-A saucin' I be in the bakery, I hear the cake talkin' She caught me in the club Shawty seen me through the lens She just wanna fuck me then go hang out with her friends I like ridin' high doin' donuts in the Benz I'm on hood rat shit, but I'm hood rich I don't want a model ho, I want a hood bitch You can't live this lifestyle if you don't take risks I told this bitch she gotta leave before my other bitch If you don't love me, then I promise it's another bitch My ex miss me, I told her I can never miss I'm no magician with these women, I would never trick I'm a trap nigga, my wrist cost a quarter brick Order tables, order bottles, and I order hits I'm a dog, Tec 9, two pits I get what I want I don't care, I'm rich I call shots but I can't take pics I get cake but I still can't mix I'ma ball offensive, they gon' have to play defense I could fuck your mama, move her house and pay the rent I'm fresh as a bitch, pullin' fresh up out the exit Every win that I ever got, I finessed it No label, independent, I invest it I'm with a freak, she got a caramel complexion No dates, she get dick and Netflix I break her back, then she pop like Sierra Mist Coke bottle frame, I can make her body twist I'm a dog nigga, so I got a dog bitch
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