Letra

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 Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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