Lyrics

I've had a rough day, I need a rough night I keep thinking about you The way you keep teasing me until I'm begging for it I love being your dirty little prize, your dirty little slut You know how to treat me right And you know how to fuck me better Yeah, I'm on a roll I do not know where to go I do not know where to be I think I belong to the snow Woah, woah You don't belong with the fold I think you belong with the sheep You know we was raised by them wolves Need more, I got her down on the floor I got her rubbing her clit, pussy lookin' like the shore All fours, I think she ready for more I think that I want her mouth I think she my favorite whore Aye, I rip 'em to pieces I leave 'em all bleedin' I'm havin' 'em exit this plane Aye, I pick up the pieces, the piece of the puzzle To give me more money and fame More money, more problems, but bitches don't bother They only wanna give me brain, huh A lot on my mind, a lot on my heart, a lotta people wanna change, huh Change, huh, change, huh Lotta niggas gonna change, huh Change, huh, change, huh Lotta niggas gonna change, huh Pain, huh, Pain, huh Lotta people gimme pain, huh Brain, huh, brain, huh Bullet go and hit your brain, huh Aye, why in the fuck would I fuck with you If you ain't never gon' show any love to me If I am honest, you are too toxic Bitch you shouldn't even look at me You just be plottin', you are so rotten Bitch you couldn't even cook with me I hit unfollow, you are a hollow You ain't even worth a hook to me Change, huh, change, huh Lotta niggas gonna change, huh Change, huh, change, huh Lotta niggas gonna change, huh Pain, huh, Pain, huh Lotta people gimme pain, huh Brain, huh, brain, huh Bullet go and hit your brain, huh Yeah, I'm on a roll I do not know where to go I do not know where to be I think I belong to the snow Woah, woah You don't belong with the fold I think you belong with the sheep You know we was raised by them wolves Need more, I got her down on the floor I got her rubbing her clit, pussy lookin' like the shore All fours, I think she ready for more I think that I want her mouth I think she my favorite whore Know they done doubted me, I know they ain't down for me
Writer(s): Lance Huddleston Ii Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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