Lyrics

Ooh yeah yeah yeah Ooh yeah yeah yeah Fuck in a wraith she fucking a star in the stars One thousand five on these Christian diors Didn't check the price till they was bought I spend over 5 on a holiday make some memories that can't be lost Blow out her back in the back of the wraith She fucking a star in the stars Fuck with a rubber she must want my kids she telling me to take it off I'm fucking her hard Rocket dick take her to mars Fuck in my palms at the palms She on E fill her up like my a car She suck me so good I called up room service and orders her prawns Back to the hood ain't nothing changed we're still in double R's Saw her lock jaw she on Mars Breaking her down I'm in charge Drain her then put her on charge I think she's mine I think she's yours ahh If she mine she dior'd yeah Loving her with all her flaws Take her out then insured you ain't gotta claim I'm yours You ain't gotta claim I'm yours Let her drive the urus or the Porsche Pussy fly I put that pussy on a tour Vvs water got her dripping on the floor Lambo the truck now she claim she my whore 4DP slatt we rockstars of course Dior for my armour I'm ready for war Celine or the birkin she getting it all CC Me and her connect like BT She get me erect then please me Head so good I might buy her some vvs Two Molly three Molly four I don't like kids but I'm fucking her raw She throwing it back tryna empty my balls She making it clap that's a round of applause Standing notation you've earned your award Hope this go platinum like me inshallah Can't wait till my Bros come home Yeah I can't wait till my bros come home One thousand five on these Christian diors Didn't check the price till they was bought I spend over 5 on a holiday make some that can't be lost Blow out her back in the back of the wraith She fucking a star in the stars Fuck with a rubber she must want my kids she telling me to take it off I'm fucking her hard Rocket dick take her to mars Fuck in my palms at the palms She on E fill her up like my a car She suck me so good I called up room service and orders her prawns Back to the hood ain't nothing changed we're still in double R's No ain't nothing changed we still in double rs Went from the trap to a star This year I had to grind hard Rocking drip just to cover my scars I'm so high I'm at war with my thoughts Hit my ex up she come to my yard How you naked I called you here for a massage She give me all body I'm hard He keep ring your phone just tell him your ours Your for me and my dargs My bro made quarter off cards 419 naija boy how di bodi how far? Lambo the truck now she claim she my whore 4DP slatt we rockstars of course Dior for my armour I'm ready for war Celine or the birkin she getting it all CC Me and her connect like BT She get me erect then please me Head so good I might buy her some vvs Two Molly three Molly four I don't like kids but I'm fucking her raw She throwing it back tryna empty my balls She making it clap that's a round of applause Standing notation you've earned your award Hope this go platinum like me inshallah Can't wait till my Bros come home Yeah I can't wait till my bros come home
Writer(s): Abass Seray Jah Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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