Lyrics:
a minute
She be like J you such a menace
Hit it like some tennis
Want the stroke just like you aim to break the guiness
Had to take a breath for about
like Dennis
All up in cervix, strokes like tennis
All up in her feelings, from trauma of the penis
I did it for my healing, all up in head started doing
on waist
Bow bow
Yes I'm beating her back in
You think that it's tennis
The way that I stroke her
Hit her made her backspin
She's not that fine she's the Fat
just wanna fuck, I just wanna)
Baby step into my room, show me love
And get served like tennis right now
If you wanna come and get served right now
a champion's affair
With grace and might, he strides the court
Each stroke a symphony, a champion's forte
De Minaur's challenge, fierce and bold
But Sinner's
of skill, we have our say.
Table tennis, feel the rhythm and flow,
With every stroke, our confidence grows.
In the heat of the match, our spirits soar,
hog-tied, I'm roping them, bitches, I'm groping them
Open up your veins, cop three bags of Dopium
Super soak these niggas, stroke with the magnum force
On the grass of Wimbledon, where legends tread
A young maestro made his spirit wed
With strokes of grace, and a will so strong
He danced
A tennis ball rising up to heaven, the toss straight and high
A graceful swing made for aces, lands just outside the line
Whoo-ooo-ooo Ch-ahh!
of the coast, bitch
Walk with me, stay focused
Put it on me little mama, let me see you stroke this
It seems like, the mo' hits
On a slow drift, bubble like
it out, tennis games
Playin lines in the sand
Bury me, bury you, point for me, point for you
No one wins in the end
Openings with a plan
Strategize
a million
Put her on a track we can make a killin'
She can wrap her whole mouth around a fireman pole
Suck a tennis ball through a garden hose
Low cut jeans
a million
Put her on a track we can make a killin'
She can wrap her whole mouth around a fireman pole
Suck a tennis ball through a garden hose
Low cut jeans
Two thousand and two! (Lookin like a tennis player)
Representin the Wu! (You gangsta nigga?)
Two thousand and two! (You? You isn't!)
Representin'
like a tennis ball
Going back and forth, like a tennis ball
Money call my phone, I pick up the call ay
Money money call my phone, I pick up the call
throat
Then I take out the Trojan, and I give her the strokes
Give her the strokes
Give her the strokes
Take out the trojan I give her the strokes
Yeah I'm
sutra you know it's fitness
You know the rounds coming back to back
Got her running tennis
Like how she play with the babies
That mouth im dripping in it
in
Giving it "Diff'rent Strokes" just like Arnold Drummond
Hummin' hmm hmm good like Campbell's
And you'll handle the sack like the quarterback
ass for days
I smack it, sit and watch it wave
When it's stress on my brain the
Head games relax the pain
So good I get to buying her things
Like tennis
Neither points getting across
All this back n forth
For the sake of love
But this far from tennis
But if we talking women
I should be in the book
Yea, ice cream hoodie, bathin' ape tennis shoes
No time for pictures, no time for interviews
I'm go get the money, snowstorm or sunny
Try me and I'm
lil wayne)
Yea, ice cream hoodie,
Bathin Ape tennis shoes,
No time for pictures,
No time for interviews,
Imma go and get money,
Snowstorm or sunny,
Ayy, let's go, let's go
Forehand, backhand, underhand
How the money keep comin' in
I got strokes on strokes on strokes
I'm goin' shot for shot for
her
Bet you imma treat her better
Shot of Vodka with Prosecco
Run the and get a medal
Stroke the booty double pedal
Feelin triple double playin tennis
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