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Open the fuckin' door, gotta shit (Damn), Open the door, gotta shit Now, open the door, gotta shit, Now, open the door, gotta shit Open that mother fuckin door, You know I told her shake that ass in my bed, she boutta go I told her undress, I want these bitches in a row Look bitch, hear me out before I kick down the door Ooh, oh I like the way you shake, Ooh, bad girl you boutta quake Ooh, she pop that ass, you know she naked I told that bitch to hurry up (Open that motherfuckin' door) I gotta shit I'm in the kitchen whippin', whippin', whippin' up grits You already know when I do my shit I got my fuckin' stick And if you fuckin' move, I'll hit your ass with the glits, rits Damn, I gotta sneeze, Damn, your head built like a fuckin dick Damn, that mean the dick, Stanking ass bitch, I hit you with this blick Hit you with the blick, hit you with the tricks Tell that bitch she better keep me out her fuckin' mix I don't give a fuck, bitch, Suck up on my dick Whore girl I don't give a fuck, I eat the cookie like a smore You know I beat the puss up, I beat it to the core Shake that ass, you 'bout that ass, You shake that ass, you like a whore I like the way she 'bout that ass, Inside my world, what for Shake that ass baby, shake that ass for me You know I eat like some candy, tryin' to trick or treat I'm tryin' to slice the pussy up, you know it's halloween She got me fiending for the coochie like a crack fiend She got that lil booty, it's bouncin' like a tamborine I put my seed up in her, call that ass a nectarine You know I like the pussy 'bout her, Mrs. Clean The way she put that ass and move that ass, She finna join the team Come here, c'mon baby, make that motherfuckin' dick disappear Suck dick up in the car while I'm drivin', I steer Told that baby move that ass, don't got any fear I bust right up on her face, I shook that b like a deer She clapped that ass fucking loud, that can't even hear She got that echo booty, you know that fuckin' juicy She clappin' on that fuckin' ass, she throw it fuckin' loosely You known bitch freaking woman, taught would be no booty I told that bitch to clap that ass, she boutta go cry I told that bitch to clap that ass, she boutta go cry I told that bitch to clap that ass, she boutta go cry I told that bitch to clap that ass, she boutta go cry
Writer(s): Thomas Decarlo Callaway, Rico Wade, Patrick Brown, Cameron F Gipp, Robert Terrance Barnett, Raymon Ameer Murray Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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