Lyrics

(I'm gonna buy some love charms) (To get you in my arms) (I'm gonna betcha, I'm gonna getcha) (With my love) Y'all know that's no Pokémon Tryna be the one when I'm out for them all Better line up for the fucked up 'fro Better hut one, better hut two Light skin, white ranger With a nine gauge shorty and a lightsaber Got a dick with a cape, and an S on the vest So they tryna put a ring on my ninth finger Bitch, I ain't no housewife, bad dogs outside I belong to the streets, and I know you still down to ride 'Cause you got concrete jungle fever Got that concrete jungle fever Got that concrete jungle fever Got that concrete jungle fever Bitch, I ain't no housewife, bad dogs outside I belong to the streets, and I know you still down to ride 'Cause you got concrete jungle fever Got that concrete jungle fever Got that concrete jungle fever Got that concrete jungle fever Ooh, ooh, this ain't been official But the friendship beneficial Ooh, that ain't gonna be no issue 'Cause y'all know what that dick do Oh, got a bitch salivating Ooh, all her side niggers outdated Ooh, filling my, filling my plate up Ooh, y'all know what that dick do Gotta clean up aisle six This bitch need a bucket and a mop and a bib When the wap drip-drip for the popular kid Bug they addicted to what my dick do, what? I'm gonna pull up skirt Then I'm gonna pull up the skirt Then we gonna work to the bed go Bitch, I ain't no housewife, bad dogs outside I belong to the streets, and I know you still down to ride 'Cause you got concrete jungle fever Got that concrete jungle fever Got that concrete jungle fever Got that concrete jungle fever Bitch, I ain't no housewife, bad dogs outside I belong to the streets, and I know you still down to ride 'Cause you got concrete jungle fever Got that concrete jungle fever Got that concrete jungle fever Got that concrete jungle fever Ooh, ooh Had the D once, now they want it for keeps But they never put a muzzle on me, ooh Tryna keep a diggy dog-dog on a leash But a dog, he belongs on the streets I'ma take a bitch to the jungle Tryna find out what the trunk do, ooh Tryna vibrate like bamboo, ooh This that, this that, this that doggy dog world And I'm a motherfucking Pitbull You gonna be my Scooby snack When you find out what that dick do I'm gonna pull up skirt Then we gonna pull up the skirt Then we gonna work to the bed go Bitch, I ain't no housewife, bad dogs outside I belong to the streets, and I know you still down to ride 'Cause you got concrete jungle fever Got that concrete jungle fever Got that concrete jungle fever Got that concrete jungle fever Bitch, I ain't no housewife, bad dogs outside I belong to the streets, and I know you still down to ride 'Cause you got concrete jungle fever Got that concrete jungle fever Got that concrete jungle fever Got that concrete jungle fever Oh, that's so nice of you Oh, that's so nice of you Oh-oh-oh, that's so nice That's so nice of you
Writer(s): Jerome Farah, Ray Stanley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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