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Like the way she work, ayy She always puts me first, yeah And I know I've been around But I swear you got the best on earth, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Uh, I got drip on the floor, and it's gettin' nasty He ain't keepin' his hands up off my ass cheeks I got somethin' to give him and if he asks me I'm not fillin' up, baby, I let him gas me Her ass fatter than fat and she got good throat Sit that cat on my lap, I give it good strokes I might have to fly her out to Mykonos Or maybe to Japan, so I can hit her like I'm Ichiro She knows what the fuck is up, I don't gotta dumb it down Tatted like Rihanna, pussy singing like it's "Run The Town" I love her, she's a freak I promise if I could, I'd fuck her seven days a week Face from the Middle East, ass from the West Indies Suckin' the soul up out of my body, rest in peace Head got me wobblin' She know I got cameras, she say, "We should vlog it" I know she got stamina, she say, "Start joggin", yeah Like the way she work, ayy She always puts me first, yeah And I know I've been around But I swear you got the best on earth, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Uh, I got drip on the floor, and it's gettin' nasty He ain't keepin' his hands up off my ass cheeks I got somethin' to give him and if he asks me (uh) I'm not fillin' up, baby, I let him gas me (uh) Light me up, light me up I done seen the whole world and ain't no one near hot as us Bankrolls, dank roll, they ain't really as loud as us I be hopin' that it's love, but it really just be the lust Anything for a rush now, it's Van Nuys on the touchdown It's a cold world, get a bust down How you get my mind before my body and my trust now? He say life is too short, and he think that we should fuck now I think I'm finna break him, it's gon' be quick He know I ride that dick 'til I get seasick Wavy lil' bitch to talk that east shit Nasty but don't put nothin' past me Now I got the pussy and the power if you ask me Like the way she work, ayy She always puts me first, yeah And I know I've been around But I swear you got the best on earth, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Uh, I got drip on the floor, and it's gettin' nasty He ain't keepin' his hands up off my ass cheeks I got somethin' to give him and if he asks me I'm not fillin' up, baby, I let him gas me
Writer(s): Craig D. Love, Lamarquis Jefferson, Jonathan H. Smith, Jahaan Sweet, Lawrence Edwards, Jamal Glaze, Donnell Prince, Bianca Landrau Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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