Lyrics

Yeah, baby Let me put it in your mouth, give me head, baby Fuck a ex, you a whole damn check, baby You the one other hoes ain't a threat, baby Ass hella fat, let me hit it from the back, baby Feeling like I'm Santa come and put it on my lap, baby Seen you on the 'Gram, so I had to double tap, baby Made her tap out, now I had to double back, baby Why these niggas tryna snatch, baby? We goin' last I ain't tripping on my last, baby When I smash I ain't finna use a mask, baby Give us nine months we goin' have these hoes mad, baby You the truth, baby Me and you Why you think I bought a coupe, baby? Meet me in the back seat, what it do, baby? Who is you? They don't even got a clue, baby Bad bitch, sorry if you think that I'm rude, baby You ain't in the mood I be knowing what to do, baby Finna skinny dip leave you wet like a pool, baby Finna make a kid then we finna make a new baby Only right gotta fuck when we fight, baby Fuck a price baby 'Cause the shit something light, baby Pussy tight, yeah, I need it every night, baby Fuck a eight, fuck a nine, you a dime, baby My bitch classy, not rachet She throw it back, I'ma catch it New nails new hair with the new lashes Ass fat like it's fake, but it's not plastic She got a small waist, I ain't got a fat bitch Pretty ass face I ain't got a catfish Niggas want to fuck, I ain't on no mad shit I know it's goin' happen 'cause I got a bad bitch Yeah, yeah, baby Put it in a bun when you give me head, baby Give you backshots pulling on your hair, baby All I hear is "Daddy" when I make you yell, baby I can keep a secret, I don't kiss and tell, baby I like how you do it 'cause you do it well, baby When I beat it up I'm going for the kill, baby Going all night like I'm off a pill, baby
Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Christian Ward Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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