Girl you know we got the time Got that pussy on my mind Later on, what are we doing? I know you're ready, show that ass Girl you looking so bad, getting horny watching you do it Girl I wanna kiss it, while you kissin' your girlfriends I wanna see a whole lot of licking, that's a memory
Tyga:
Bet I make that pussy remember me
Chris:
I be banging all on that beat 808, she got the bass when her booty shake She got her friends with her and they a sight to see All that ass, don't let it go to waste All this Hennessy, the liquor, 'bout to penetrate While I'm pushing Lamborghini's on the interstate I long-dick her, I'ma go for hours You minute-made like lemonade I'm fresh as fuck in these Margielas I skate past a nigga better that veterans Bipolar cold, give me the medicine My chain too bright, no Thomas Edison When I pull it out, bitch nervous Better ride this wave - bitch, surf it Girl, you better keep them legs open The only thing you close is the curtains And she only got time for a nigga if I take her out to eat A nigga really gotta motivate Man, that's too much work for the pussy i don't work for the pussy, nigga really don't communicate I'd rather lick it like a dinner plate I'd rather keep my money in a safe Bitch, I ain't got time to play, I need it now, not a minute late
Girl you we got the time Got that pussy on my mind Later on, what are we doing? I know you're ready, show that ass Girl you looking so bad, getting horny watching you do it Girl I wanna kiss it, while you kissin' your girlfriends I wanna see a whole lot of licking, that's a memory
Chris & Tyga:
Bet I make that pussy remember me
Tyga:
Drive your head to a king, nigga Dream house, my dream's bigger Got a deck of cards if my heart switch up Ace of spades, her eyes lit up Diamonds glitter in my car, thriller She pray for me, that's god willin I'm hard to break my boss prison Her new name: Ass-Zilla She love a nigga and that pussy tight Come thru, fuck you all night Some four plate, that's all right But she rather do number 69 High notes, it's prime time On a couch, hit it from behind Hit you with that large stroke Now she fiendin' for that good dope, yeah That's my bae, she cook and clean and I got in made Handcuff like she a slave, touch ya, let ya tongue taste So high, no ceiling space Numb to it, can't feel her face Yeah, she numb to it, can't feel her face
Chris:
Girl you we got the time Got that pussy on my mind Later on, what are we doing? I know you're ready, show that ass Girl you looking so bad, getting horny watching you do it Girl I wanna kiss it, while you kissin' your girlfriends I wanna see a whole lot of licking, that's a memory
Tyga:
Bet I make that pussy remember me
Chris:
Blowing up my line on the cellular She wanna lock a nigga down, on the regular Talking crazy to me like she own the dick But I don't trust her as far as I can throw the bitch Momma told me to find a keeper But I switch like designer sneakers A girl with the finest features Every nigga wanna talk to her But I go her first, finders keepers Violins in the back, is my theme music Her ass on my mind, I dream booty Any nigga tryna fuck my bitch Then it's off with his head, how kings do it My rings ruby Red bandana, i stay woopin' Got too many cribs, I stay movin' Three Lambos, I stay coupin' Yeah, but you don't hear me though Virginia to the Westside My car foreign, the girl sit on the left side Smokin' weed on the plane, that's the best high She gotta sign the waiver 'fore I let her fly It's helipads on the boat Chilling in the South of France Saint-Tropez, Nice, Monaco But nothing compare to what's in my pants Girl, stop playing!
Girl you we got the time Got that pussy on my mind Later on, what are we doing? I know you're ready, show that ass Girl you looking so bad, getting horny watching you do it Girl I wanna kiss it, while you kissin' your girlfriends I wanna see a whole lot of licking, that's a memory
Tyga:
Bet I make that pussy remember meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
