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Deja Monét Trimble (born April 8, 1991), better known by her stage name Dej Loaf (stylized as DeJ Loaf), is an American rapper, singer, and songwriter from Detroit, Michigan. She began her music career in 2011, and released her debut single "Just Do It" in 2012. In October 2014, she released her second mixtape, Sell Sole. more »

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(His name is Kino Beats)

Strawberries and whipped cream
Drip like, simply
Said he wanna f*ck me 'til I'm pissy
Can't believe this shit like Ripley
I can't run away, he gon' whip me
Dick too good, can't keep my distance
Free as a bird but he fucked me like he been in prison for years, yeah (whoa)
We f*ck on the table, then I front on the bill
He said, "I know you, ooh-ooh, can get nasty"
So flex up on like you do gymnastics (woah)
Face in the pillow, tryna look back at it, ayy

Turned into a bad habit
Yeah, turned into a bad habit
Tell me that it's mine when I grab it
Tryna take as much as I can, gotta take an intermission
Said, "Nah, I can't risk it"
Said, "Nah, I can't risk it"
Used to have a fence with the picket, I opened up my gift
He got an obsession, can't put down that fit
Got the perfect rhyme, got the perfect tits
We do sixty-nine, I like that you don't tell shit
He creep me from behind, sit on his nose and smell like roses
Yeah (yeah), slowly strokin'
I'm his favorite drug, I can't overdose him
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm his favorite girl, I can't overdose him (I can't do that)
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (can't give you too much)
I can overdose him

Strawberries and whipped cream
Drip like, simply
Said he wanna f*ck me 'til I'm pissy
Can't believe this shit like Ripley
I can't run away, he gon' whip me
Dick too good, can't keep my distance
Free as a bird but he fucked me like he been in prison for years, yeah (woah)
We f*ck on the table, then I front on the bill
He said, "I know you, ooh-ooh, can get nasty"
So flex up on like you do gymnastics (woah)
Face in the pillow, tryna look back at it, ayy (yeah, woah)

Tell her look back it
I love when she talk to me and moans like, "Daddy"
And you know I am not braggin', but the world know I'm havin'
You do a split right on it, then I buy your ass a Patek
I ain't even knowin' that I'm close, you had a fatty
And I swear she got that water, almost drowned, but I ain't panic
And I'm from the northside, got a couple killers on the westside
And she tell me that she love me, but I think she love all the neck, ice
Okay, in my mind I'm like, "Yeah, aight" I don't say nothin', 'cause the neck right
Yes, she ride all on my dick, like a new whip, this a test-ride (woah)
And I might buy your girl a 'Rari so I can speed up her sex-drive (hey)
I remember when she used to text high
Now she text me, "You the right size"

Strawberries and whipped cream
Drip like, simply
Said he wanna f*ck me 'til I'm pissy
Can't believe this shit like Ripley
I can't run away, he gon' whip me
Dick too good, can't keep my distance
Free as a bird but he fucked me like he been in prison for years, yeah (woah)
We f*ck on the table, then I front on the bill
He said, "I know you, ooh-ooh, can get nasty"
So flex up on like you do gymnastics (woah)
Face in the pillow, tryna look back at it, ayy

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