Starin' at me like The damsel in distress Acapulco diamonds and They dancin' on my neck Flawless no enclosure We don't fuck with VVS Fall off in the club in this cardiac arrest Her cardiac arrest Maliyah dancin' to my song I'm a plug who make music I'm like Tego Calderon Still I'm bout that gangsta' shit So please don't rub me wrong I need to see you naked With no clothes when I get home Slighty narcissistic bae So please don't read me wrong Dickmatized her, dick amazing, Now she blowing up my phone (won't leave me alone) Bitch I'ma killer Up in her cervix she screaming Its murder, her face in the pillow Pulling her hair, while I nibble her ear, And I’m fucking her slow and We all in the mirror
Hold up, Oh well Left a ho at the hotel Bungee jumping, my line chirping, Bout' to go and catch me a sale (Bae don't leave) You trippin', You can stay here or come with me Whipped up at the gas station bought A box of Goodies and a digit Need sixty dollars on pump four 'Cause the gas tank like empty Won't play the game like 2 Chainz, Ain’t riding around but I'm gettin' it Pull up at the trap, I'ma text ya phone like "I'm over here come get it" Buggati fucking with Brittany Told her "I'm sorry" she say she forgive me Entangled in my conversation as if I'm a Judas she look at me different Would we get in trouble for fucking each Other cause I use to fuck with your sister I heard that your pussy get wet as river And possibly need some assistance
Oooooooohhh it ain't nothin' to fuck yo' bitch dog Yo' bitch dog It ain't nothin' to fuck yo' bitch dog x2 Nigga, fuck you and yo' big dog
Retawdid' reading my aura, I'm too intelligent that why you bothered Know it’s a name; don't know what to call it My name is Kevin but she call me Awesome South by Southwest was performing in Austin Ignored the BS and I ain't bout no talkin' Can’t see you niggas, my clips in the car Don't make me spray this bitch like Mad Marvin (Bitch what you ain’t hear me?) Bitch don’t make me spray This bitch like Mad Marvin Hold up, I said I don't get tired! Blessing in disguise, this for Those no longer here while We out here on our grind May God be with your families While you rest up in the skies Shout out Roy riding nigga’ Diping through that nine I'm loving on Lil NaNa
I met her at a Second Line Bread Winners Associates still I'm out my mind Dreka booty bigger than a bitch I grip her from behind Can we have a threesome I know that she don't mind Know it's warmer than a sauna; Stroke her for a long time Bae' told the bitch "get here" Then she got off in the bitch ear Got to feelin’ on her, never been Molested came out her clothes then we rip We a power couple don't trip We a power couple that trick Bread Winners Escort service We'll buy bitch a new whip Broke hoes car break down Can't afford to get the bitch fixed Fake bags in a air mattress Can't afford to get the shit fixed Plug, I'm in the socket Thought I was sleep
When you went in my picket Bitch I caught ya' (Oh my God!) Don't make me spray this bitch like Mad Marvin!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
