Uh, I got skill, mad sex appeal He can tell by the feel that this ass is real Bitch – I ain't a snack I'm a whole damn meal When I step up in the place, bitch I'm bound to kill What, what?… nice for bludclart what I ain't giving niggas time like a bludclart watch If a nigga by my side, he a bludclart boss If I used to be your wife that's a bludclart loss (What)
The bag is secured like your man has And yes I been the bomb no Baghdad Niggas steady asking ‘Bro how you bag that?' And if you're looking you can find me where the cash at Cash at, get more head than a snapback All they do is pree my ting like it's Snapchat He weren't lying when he say that I'm a triple threat Dark skin, slim waist and a fat back
Sometimes classy, sometimes ratchet If I throw it back make sure you can catch it I'm a whole flame and these bitches is matchsticks If you had my password you still couldn't hack this Don't watch me, you can't afford this shit Only time I ring his line is when I'm bored and shit Got him on his knees praising the lord for this I don't want a piece a cake, I want all of this
I got skill, mad sex appeal He can tell by the feel that this ass is real Bitch – I ain't a snack I'm a whole damn meal When I step up in the place, bitch I'm bound to kill What, what… nice for bludclart what I ain't giving niggas time like a bludclart watch If a nigga by my side he a bludclart boss If I used to be your wife that's a bludclart loss (What)
He say I'm bad, he prolly right I got the juice, gimme the Sprite No Maggi cube but I'll spice up your life Know what to do and I know what you like On my grind so don't come flex on me I'm tryna pull up in the Porsche all sexily And they can try but them can't get next to me He want my child but that ain't my destiny yea He's calling calling, what do you want from me? Don't call me darling if you won't ride for me Baby I can give you the green light, as long as your eyes on me We can catch a vibe if it feels right, feels right So come take a ride with me (Aye)
I got skill, mad sex appeal He can tell by the feel that this ass is real Bitch – I ain't a snack I'm a whole damn meal When I step up in the place, bitch I'm bound to kill What, what… nice for bludclart what I ain't giving niggas time like a bludclart watch If a nigga by my side he a bludclart boss If I used to be your wife that's a bludclart loss (What) (What, what, what)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
