They Like the Way I Grind

Pearls on my neck and a bottle in my Fendi

Ice cream pussy, stripper shoes in a Bentley

Two small titties and a baseball bat

Yeah, I'm tryna find out where the bitch stays at

Tryna smoke me out, bitch, think again

I don't really like smoking on seeds and stems

They send the money then I send the stems

I ain′t sending you shit, bitch, no offense

But I heard your song and I should′ve mixed that

Every rhyme, every line you spit, it's been snatched

Every time that you tried to drop it′s been whack

Every time that I drop they like, "She did that"

Suck dick, then do it again

Just might come through with a friend

He keep begging me to eat me out, I said

"You gotta take my tampon out with your mouth"

I'm walking sex

Pedal to the metal with the disco tech

I′ll be grinding up the diamond OG

Now light up the joint, I'm tryna OD

Like, "Ooh, that′s that shit I like"

Kinda bugging off the mid bitch, you alright?

Now why y'all worried 'bout the fuck I do?

I′mma let y′all know when the fuck I'm through, like (Bitch)

They like the way I grind, they like the way I flirt

They like the way my noonie is peaking out my skirt

You′re never gonna do it like us

Work the hips then shake the bust

And Jesus is always with me

Even when my boyfriend gives me hickeys, like

"Oh my God, this bitch is crazy

What the fuck's she′s saying Stacy?"

Never mind me, bitch, I'm getting on

Cutting up coked out horny songs, like (uh)

You bitches need bass to bump

Come and look me in the eyes, baby, face the funk

Pull up in the O2, hard top, ass up

Belladonna, this shit beats hard as hell, sis