Lyrics:
the back, talking bout making boys
Hmmm
But she real cute that when she going down on me
Balls deep when throat it down for me
Baddie she be nasty, know she
While shipping me by the feet, and if you judge then judge my thang
[Never]
When the playas live (Playas)
Double-breast suit, don hats for real
Couldn't have did it all by myself Mary Jane with me, I'm just smokin' for my health
They with you when you winnin', take a L, you by yourself
Gave
emotions from the very depths of my being
It's Q by the way
Long side Bard Man BM, Bard Movement
Yeah
Uh
Uh
Yeah
Uh
It's kind of crazy let me tell you bout
tips, massive damage
The path was granted, loaded gats, blast the cannon
Chipped up, live by morals, don't get it mixed up
Diss what? Millionaire
Odell
I fuck with her
New sex appeal
Her pussy dripping
Bouta spilll
keep her
Cuz she'll do the nasty
Got her spinning cartwheel
Been fucked up
They like
nasty girrllllll
Man I know you did it
She swallowed no spitting good rittens
Now it's time to leave bye no hugs or kisses
Thanx for the s** it was great
incidental
They tried to play me, I read through the riddle
In the top 3, I'm not last or not middle
This hoe nasty
She got a piercing on both of nipples
This
The kids were in gym as I went for a swim
I rocked her so good until she wanted it again
That was jet-set, so soft and wet
Now Kisha's on my tip, and that
of C-C or keep sleepin'
While wakin' up to noise of third B-A-S-S, Bass
Success is butter for Serch's space
Spoken slang gets played like the lottery
real attractive by Shit That you Rocking
-Stay in the VIP An Not Asking For Tips but The money gone drip Pretty girl know she Got it
..Always been
MTV with Kurt Lod'
With the Q-four-feezy, be hurtin folks
Keep the bird toast, black handle, horoscope hood scandle
You the type of niggas puffin in
this q don't stutter
How many times did I tell my runner
Used to step round there in a North Face
Now I stash notes in my Moncler puffer
Moncler came
Don't get scared
Just be prepared for the worst
The streets coerced my mind with crime
My 9 busts shots and outbursts
Through your back out your
Hook (Doobie Newton)
Crime scene bottom of my shoes stay red
She gon bounce that ass no tip Bankhead
Max contract no she not a bench player
Bend it
From the north to the east to the west
They don’t make them like this no more
We’re the last ones left we the realest
We the iilest and that’s for
she keep asking
I think she like me cause
I'm light-skinned and I'm nasty
Yeah it's like that, yeah it's like that
Your girlfriend want me and I
Want
to articulate these words for my art
This is just a part of me
Have ya heard by the grapevine? No
Babe, do some figure eights on my ass
Let me know if you can
time you'll have my babies when I leave them in ur mouth
Hoodrat get up off my front yard for I grrrrrrrrrrrr
Ur hella dumb, stupid, ur eyebrows are
dead with no lividity
Iceberg's tip
Here's a Q-Tip
To clear out ears
And how years of whips and tears
Won't merely fade away like all your new frontiers
to December
You was too cheap to tip her
She wanna fuck with a winner
Stood in the trenches with sinners
Stayed away from the pretenders
She wanna eat me for
type of girl I'm talking ass for a week
Your back so stacked you busting out of them seams
I'm on that R. Kelly tip
I'm wondering how'd you get in them
you working paying bills
Donu0027t be looking for no sympathy
They all up on yo tip I mind my business while I sip this tea
And go about my day
turns me on like the greaser for the fries
Why you be so nasty I don't like to wear disguise
Cut me on my wrist and suck the blood I fantasize
Bite up
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