Lyrics

She got a little bit of stomach, but that's okay, uh She gon' let a real nigga eat I appreciate a woman with a whole lot of cake, uh Baby, that's a whole lot of shake If I die, then I die, baby, ridin' my face, uh I'ma wrap my arm around your waist And hold on real tight while you do it Twerk like Lizzo when you're ridin' to the music She got a little bit of stomach, but that's okay, uh She gon' let a real nigga eat I appreciate a woman with a whole lot of cake, uh Baby, that's a whole lot of shake If I die, then I die, baby, ridin' my face, uh I'ma wrap my arm around your waist And hold on real tight while you do it Twerk like Lizzo when you're ridin' to the music I'ma spread your whole booty while I eat it from the back, hm Need a whole meal, not snacks I'ma nasty-ass nigga out of date, that's facts, hm I'ma lick your whole damn crack While a nigga eat the pussy, girl, slob on a nigga, hm Climb on top of a nigga Now I got you bent over like hike, hm Now you wanna ride a nigga like a bike You know what I like, hm And you ain't gotta do too much and that ass gon' move And I don't give a fuck about a roll, or a stretch mark I knew that they was there before I came in this room Man, I don't give a fuck about a little bit of stomach Girl, we call that "A fupa" Like you're skinny, I'ma lay your ass down with your legs on my shoulder Eat the pussy like Chalupa Never too much, got me singing like Luther Good head make a nigga go dumb (um-um) Good head, you gon' make a nigga cum (um-um) Beat the pussy 'til that ass go numb (um-um) Beat the pussy 'til that ass can't move Stretched out on the bed like your motherfucking legs don't work, hm Round two in the middle of the floor Just in case we did, the motherfucking bed won't work, hm Round three like we tryna break a record, hm Feeling like a wrestler, jumping off the dresser Pussy talk back like Alexa I can handle that pressure, gonna need a stretcher Baby, I'ma give you this D, hm-hm-hm, I-C-K Make no nigga nervous 'cause you got a lil' weight It's cool, 'cause I like a lot of food on my plate She got a little bit of stomach, but that's okay, uh She gon' let a real nigga eat I appreciate a woman with a whole lot of cake, uh Baby, that's a whole lot of shake If I die, then I die, baby, ridin' my face, uh I'ma wrap my arm around your waist And hold on real tight while you do it Twerk like Lizzo when you're ridin' to the music She got a little bit of stomach, but that's okay, uh She gon' let a real nigga eat I appreciate a woman with a whole lot of cake, uh Baby, that's a whole lot of shake If I die, then I die, baby, ridin' my face, uh I'ma wrap my arm around your waist And hold on real tight while you do it Twerk like Lizzo when you're ridin' to the music
Writer(s): Demarcus Adams, Byron Brown Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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