Letra

Different ids in her wallet she could be just anybody I just sent her on trip she brought the bread home back to daddy I make them panties drop while I kiss on all her body She loves to give me top while I'm grabbing on her fatty I fuck with you I fuck with you the only one I want I use too cuff them by the two ain't even tryna stunt We can foreplay Treat that pussy like an entrée I said on I'm on my way She said Tonight we fucking my way Don't ask me how do it babe I guess it's in my genes All this klerin in my system peach Cîroc got me lean I ain't talkin bout no verse when I say I need sixteen With Three digits in the back and them boys know what I mean I could turn you to a Puppet Please don't give me a reason I should be a surgeon 'cause I operate with real precision Money my addiction The Red bottoms Christian But They know my religion I cuff the finest edition I could turn you to a Puppet Please don't give me a reason I should be a surgeon 'cause I operate with real precision Money my addiction The Red bottoms Christian But They know the religion I cuff the finest edition I see you grinding your pockets match your energy I love you the way u steer me down when you inside of me You keep a lock on your heart Boy I found the key And you know that we the gang so I throw the three I'll forever hold you down that's what I do I'll stick around not mater what you go through Obsess with you ou fem fou Fuck a snack I'm a whole meal for you I could turn you to a Puppet Please don't give me a reason I should be a surgeon 'cause I operate with real precision Money my addiction The Red bottoms Christian But they know my religion I cuff the finest edition I could turn you to a Puppet Please don't give me a reason I should be a surgeon 'cause I operate with real precision Money my addiction The Red bottoms Christian But they know my religion I cuff the finest edition
Writer(s): Fritz Clerveaux Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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