Becky (feat. Suave L' Don)
by NTR (prodiTy)
Intro: Yeah Fuck wrong wit these niggas man Mmmmm Oh god Woooh Hook: Becky oh my god Becky oh my god yeah yeah Come as no suprise yeah tonight you take the cake Wita ass so phat it caint be reaaaaal Really give no fucks frankly I jus wanna nut What it do is how I feel I want that Becky Becky oh my god Becky oh my god yeah yeah Come as no suprise yeah tonight you take the cake Wita ass so phat it caint be reaaaaal Really give no fucks frankly I jus wanna nut What it do is how I feel I want that Becky Verse (NTR (prodiTy)): Becky oh my god you the I want ay ay Pop it for the squad tuition a memory Im all for the love, name a drug, lets have fun bae Usually I don’t this but your body too damn lovely Fantasies deviant things I know, I know you’d judge me So lets skip all the talk’n jus want you to fuckin love me Roll out to my crib bump your playlist on my stereo Marley in rotation, patience, scannin for vanearials A Goofy live everybody Disney somethin spiritual I wanna wake up in it so I dive in like its cereal Ooo thats my shit, Ooo thats my shit yeah yeah Keep on doin that an I might have to cut of friendships Money isn’t everything a wise man told Thought was trippin I aint see it till Becky’s shift on patrol Got damn Fomo hit me lika A.K. Cocka, blocka, blocka nevamore I got a damn crave Hook: Becky oh my god Becky oh my god yeah yeah Come as no suprise yeah tonight you take the cake Wita ass so phat it caint be reaaaaal Really give no fucks frankly I jus wanna nut What it do is how I feel I want that Becky Becky oh my god Becky oh my god yeah yeah Come as no suprise yeah tonight you take the cake Wita ass so phat it caint be reaaaaal Really give no fucks frankly I jus wanna nut What it do is how I feel I want that Becky Verse 2 (Suave L' Don): Ay We call her becky You got a couple Bills she bust it down like it's a levy, ooh Something in that water body rock like Elvis Presley, boo Why you have to come up in this bitch rocking spagehettis, you Finna have a hard ass time if you let me So tell me is you tryna fuck with my click Got bottles popping got swishers rolled and I'm tired of eyeing those hips Got gold all on my chain, got gold all on my fist Gotta whole lot of this game I can tell you bout it like Skip, listen I can put you on something different You just gotta tell me that you dig it cause I aint got a limit I been lookin at you for a minute Hit my phone put ya number in it cause im about the digits I ain't here to try to be ya nigga im the type to give ya ass the business Work something out for me If you tryna get it in, i can call a couple friends and we all up in ya crib like house warming Ooh, I like the way you move babt show out They aint got nothing on you its blow out Hennessy and coke that'll get you what you want Can i call you face book I'm trynna see if i can poke She like why you got to ask like that Im like, what you mean you got an ass like dat And im a certified mack have it dripping like tap One hand on the cat while i hit it from the back, Suave Hook: Becky oh my god Becky oh my god yeah yeah Come as no suprise yeah tonight you take the cake Wita ass so phat it caint be reaaaaal Really give no fucks frankly I jus wanna nut What it do is how I feel I want that Becky Becky oh my god Becky oh my god yeah yeah Come as no suprise yeah tonight you take the cake Wita ass so phat it caint be reaaaaal Really give no fucks frankly I jus wanna nut What it do is how I feel I want that Becky
Written by: Noah Tate Ruffner & Suave Harris
Submitted by: NTR (prodiTy) on June 18, 2018
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