I Wanna Bitch Like Dillon Harper

Whoa, woo, bitch Shit, god damn Okay, okay, okay Yeah-yeah, bread, yeah, yeah Right left, right left Body look a mess I bet I uppercut that bitch And send this blade right through his chest Like what you want? Like what he say? I keep that stick all on my waist Got cartier's all on my face I go to hell for heaven sake Right left, right left Body look a mess I bet I uppercut that bitch And send this blade right through his chest Like what you want? Like what he say? I keep that stick all on my waist Got cartier's all on my face I go to hell for heaven sake, yeah I know some bitches that need to grow up Eatin' her pussy out like a fruit roll up Wrist rocked like a motherfuckin' boulder Jiggly, wiggly, the fuckin' booty when I show up (uh) Lil' goth bitch, and her choker (uh) Get up on the face with a book, and poke her (uh) He want more heat, got toaster (huh) When I put it in her belly I'ma soak her up (uh) She think my dick game really on zero But really I'm an expert guitar hero Count my pesos, mucho dinero Neck iced out like a god damn pharaoh Rock out with my fuckin' cock out, I'ma fuckin' drop out I don't give a fuck now (uh) Pop out with my fuckin' glock out Slamming my balls in her mouth like a touch down (uh) Bitch you looking dumb (ayy) Bitch you looking dumb (ayy) Bitch you looking fucked (ayy) Bitch you looking dumb (ayy) Bitch you looking fucked (ayy) Bitch you looking dumb (ayy) Bitch you looking fucked (ayy) Bitch you looking dumb! (ayy) Bitch you looking dumb! (ayy) (what?) Bitch you looking dumb! (ayy) (what?) Bitch you looking fucked! (ayy) (what?) Bitch you looking dumb! (ayy) (what?) Bitch you looking fucked! (ayy) (what) Bitch you looking dumb! (ayy) (what) Bitch you looking fucked! (ayy) (what) Bitch you looking dumb! (ayy) (what)