Lyrics:
Are those titties fake or real
Whoever come my way you know i aim to kill
You my cuttie
Hella boujee
Thats my bebe
Thats my bebe
You my cuttie
These
Make that thing pop
Poppin and dropping
There aint no stoping
The spot is hopping
Make that thing pop
We sipping louie
If yous a cuttie
Then bounce
switching them hips from right to left
We gonna dance all night until we run outta breath
Look at the shorty she抯 a lil cuttie yo
The way she shakes it make
cruising round town,
Got some nuddie boots, got a big city cuttie
Blonde hair Brown roots,
look out another hometown hick done struck it
Hillbilly rich.
capessh
'08 in the trap like a beast
Nextel caught a sell when it beep
Scale hot cuttie pie on reapeat
Ran a Mix right there in the street
Drive thru In
a cuttie pie
Gotta feed my apatite
Got me searching got me looking
Got me braking out da false light
Gotta be a cuttie pie
Gotta feed my apatite
Ooooww
toda la noche por los Trulys
Bien rica pegadita con el booty
La forma en q me miras you's a cuttie
Ella lo que quiere es
Perreito por aquí
Perreito por
týždeň
Trase sa bass
Po vačkoch stacks
Navždy som frajer
Poznajú má
Cítim sa jak Rockstar
Mood je ona
Hola Hola
Hola Hola
Bi je holá
Je tak cuttie
Ako
speak
Tornado in the sheets
Wild-West Wiggle
What the fuck
You lyin'
Cuttie actin' retro 'cuz he cupcake wife
Tell it how it is, not how you think I want
beginning
Break down that shell
I'll hold you
I see you
Tell u that it's gonna be alright
Lay by my side
I pour two
Adore you
Cuttie pie your my reason why
flavor
Other gyals (ok) pretty girls (ok)
Other cuttie-cuttie gyal dem wonder
Dem wonder why mi love mi gyal
Dem cyaan overstand why me love mi gyal
enough
Imma gunslinger
[verse 2]
If u see what I been through
Talking to cuttie
Said buddy
You can’t be afraid
Your grown now
Your momma daddy
They
Call me nutty never picked my berries ripe enough
Call my number kiddie cuttie stolen from the aqueduct
A harmful memory, I shut it off from frontal
close for a dose with the West-Coast chopgame
Nickie but don't cuttie
Only water in the clip for DPG I had to fuck with
Uhhh, Uhhh,
Follow that
heart beat keeps on hammering
I met a little cuttie back in sixty six
She used to tie you up and beat you with a walking stick
I said mama call
an Legit wit the be,
Niggaz know fuck tha cuttie wit the triple gold beam.
(*B-Leigt*)
Niggaz from the Bay be so damn vicious,
Fly to Atlanta fuck
moves, my Pendleton blue, guess I'm confusin' niggas
Pull up on my opps, hop out the cuttie like I'm cool with niggas
Memoirs of a Compton nigga, thought
between us
yo baby you used
to get me high
with your love now
i\'am busta fly verse
cause i\'m thinkin about your
cuttie face twenty 4 seven
처절하게 무너져 가는
나의
them crashed whips
Weigh the work wet, let it dry Off on the napkin (skrrt)
Chauncey wanna Billups, Chucky wanna Atkins (227)
Cuttie doin' twenty
Cuttie that's Graimmie
Yeah they might want us, but they won't get behind me
Now I'm doing ninety, all gas no breaks
Fucking with your boy, get your
know you're sick like the flu if you don't know what I do
Mr. Cuttie Pie, did you flash back to Superfly?
All their stars wanna do me, why who am I?
close for a dose with the West-Coast chopgame
Nickie but don't cuttie
Only water in the clip for DPG I had to fuck with
Uhhh, Uhhh,
Follow that
dem jeans
I can't hold, I done told you, I don't know you
Gotta bad bitch, she not average, and might fold you
Cuttie wit a booty, move like Boogie
a sit in the tub
When I'm in the city... We link up on the ones
She a lil cuttie I Rub on her booty, we go to the movies and dinner it's fun
She want
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