Lyrics:
I got that tool when I walk out that door
Got some head in the coupe and let off in her nose
I got some bougie chick holdin' my chopper
I got some
Wait, before I lose that number
Somebody in the crew might want to talk to her
Ayo
I see you starin' in my face
You look real sexual
I like the way you
Avoiding bumps in the road
Gonna go against the grain
She wanna
Wanna hear a clean lyric
Be a free spirit
Now her soul coming unchained
She wanna have a good
your bitch and finger bang her
But if she looks tossed up, i'll slang her
Beat you like mama dearest with a clothes hanger
'cause the gang a niggas be
I got you in my head
I cant get you out
Look at where you at
Look where I'm at now
Baby looking good in a dress now
Let me take that dress
And I rap so good that I fondle them big titty girls
I make her wanna slither, the N9nna blow her mind.
She know when I get to drinkin, I'm gonna give
And pop it hard as she can; got me hard in da pants
Because she in all her stance
Doing her muthafuckin' dance, man
Look, lil' body, cute in da face
She
going sideways
And my mother tried to run away from home
But I left something in the car and so I caught her in the driveway
And she cried to me, so I
Softly smile, I know she must be kind
When I look in her eyes
She goes with me to a blossom world
I'm pickin' up good vibrations
She's giving me
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Now I feel like I'm high up in the air
I got your baby shaking like
A hit stick inside a?
I fucked her quick and fast
started crying in silence
The tears of a mighty giant
She cried herself up an island
Lost in the sea of violence, left for dead by a tyrant
Her mother
and designer clothes
Dimes dubs half's and wholes
Got me loading mac ten's and calico's
On point yeah I stay on my toes
And I got that good shit that you put up
a strap in every hand
My momma she bitching she stressing
She told me My nigga we gotta get outta these
I told her I got her don’t worry
She smart so I told
sittin' low
Slidin' by in that big body, curtains all in my window
This fame hurt, but this chain worse
I think back you asked the same person
If this
[chorus]
Shawty so crunk she comin out her clothes
dick so big got caught in her thoart.
do it hurt?(yeah) do it hurt?(hell yeah)
one nut, two
she basic
Only good for some pussy she know I ain't chasing
She can't even take it
I fuck her good all night by the morning replace her
She don't need
everybody dies
In this life ain't no happy endings
Only pure beginnings
Followed by years of sinning and fake repentance
The preacher says we were made in
as a motherfucker, why I'm rich
By a bag brother get a nigga high I'm lit
I'm bad, hit you in your eye and your bitch
Hit you when you're hidin', now you it, now
Working the room with her cat clothes on,
Messing up my mind
Mouth just made for kissing
Says a good man's hard to find,
I'm just hangin'
Yeah I pose ta be
I be talkin lots of bitches out they clothes
Yeah I pose ta be
Five hundred to a thousand for a show
Yeah I pose ta be
Lookin good
CHOROUS:
Shawty so crunk she commin' out her clothes
dick so big got caught in her throat. Do it hurt?(Yeah!)
Do it hurt?(Hell Yeah!) one lil two
Peace lover I whisper back
By now my dick is already swelling
In the silk boxers she laid out for me
As I slid closer to her my staff lays perfectly
mouth
'Cause she's the Eiffel Tower and she's new in town
She be dancing on her tippy toes, her tippy toes
Dancing on her tippy toes, her tippy toes
me
I'm making him richer
I put the dick in her jaw
She tell me it's good I paint me a picture
I know your brother he in with the law
I ain't talking
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