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Say she wanna get up Want a nigga pick you up I know she wanna fuck Took you when he ain't look We ain't gotta go to the club We can fuck around, make our own club Bonjour it's all the definition You deserve all that recognition Uh, I know you love this position I'm gon' climb on top you dizzy The way you make that tootsie roll Gon' make me broke No, I ain't wearing no cape baby But tonight I'm your hero Way you make that tootsie roll Gon' make me broke Betty Crocker got the cakes baby Come serve it up for me though She say she tryna get hit She know I got all of the hits They feel like I'm balling and shit I feel like Steph Curry They say J you just don't miss I give her that D, no offense Now I'm at the top of her list I fuck her then get her hair done Then I rock climb in that pussy We be grinding something like Pusha Got an ass like your sister I got love for the Fam Thanksgiving, going ham She do it for me, not the 'Gram I slide in like Dm From Am to Pm The way you make that tootsie roll Gon' make me broke No, I ain't wearing no cape baby But tonight I'm your hero I know, I know Way you make that tootsie roll Gon' make me broke Betty Crocker got the cakes baby Come serve it up for me though The way you make that tootsie roll Gon' make me broke No, I ain't wearing no cape baby But tonight I'm your hero I know, I know The way you make that tootsie roll Gon' make me broke Betty Crocker got the cakes baby Come serve it up for me though
Writer(s): Jeremy P. Felton, Kenneth Charles Coby, Kevin Jamar Coby, Josh Gilmore, Akintunde Oluwatob Akinwande Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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