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Oh baby can I, baby can I fuck on you? I took a tooka pack, yeah, that's for my medications Put the pussy on me now, you know I hate waiting She into me, yeah ight, I'm into blue faces I get a bag to get a back then we celebrate it Let me get inside and let me rearrange it How the fuck you think we really finna make it make sense? I get a bag to get up now I get a bag to get up now Hmm, I been waiting all day, baby, just to break you off Don't play on my phone 'cause it make me soft She suck me good but I can't wait to get her braces off She suck me good but I hate it when she shake the jaw She shake the jaw She bust it down, she ate it all, off Mhm, that horsepower Mhm, that Ralf Lauren Shower sex, fuck that bed, it get so boring Your pussy fire, when I'm in it, it be really pouring Michael Jordan, .223's, 'cause I'm really scoring And I can jump up in that thing, I can start preforming She said, "Dev, ooh it's big, ooh he so enormous" Ha, arriba, arriba, ooh Hmm, 'cause I want you So what you tryna do? Ahh, ahh I took a tooka pack, yeah, that's for my medications Put the pussy on me now, you know I hate waiting She into me, yeah ight, I'm into blue faces I get a bag to get a back then we celebrate it Let me get inside and let me rearrange it How the fuck you think we really finna make it make sense? I get a bag to get up now I get a bag to get up now A Boogie, shawty, take her on a vacation Baby, give me knowledge, give me education Flag around my neck like I'm really Haitian Fuck a winning song, chill, I don't do no statements Really fly, talking like a helicopter Cops and robbers and I never played the coppers I can't lie, crushing on somebody daughter But I can't trust 'em and I shout out to my partner Don't text back 'cause I'm really with the pop up So if I'm locked down tell me you gon' pop up Don't text back 'cause I'm really with the pop up So if I'm locked down tell me you gon' pop up Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh I'm in the field, make a move Lil' mama she nasty, freaky in the backseat Butter pecan bentley coupe I took a tooka pack, yeah, that's for my medications Put the pussy on me now, you know I hate waiting She into me, yeah ight, I'm into blue faces I get a bag to get a back then we celebrate it Let me get inside and let me rearrange it How the fuck you think we really finna make it make sense? I get a bag to get up I get a bag to get up
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