Lyrics:
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Culo gigante mojando la g string
Baby tray su amiga no se me awi
En medio de la teta amanecí
Que está lista
De revista
Fantasía
Bellakita
Está rica
gon' Caine 'em
Sellin' Cocaine with my daddy out the Days Inn
Nothin' but a G thang, dollars in the G string
Long as she gon' make it, she gon' shake
Like no doubt, pokin' doll out, pull ya G-string down south
Oww pass that, give shorty a shot
True enough we gon' see if she naughty or not
I'm on E
Somebody babe please
Save this soul of mine
Jamie was a stripper
In a red-light club
In a G string body made
Of broken smiles
Pain in the heart like
before the show
They make me feel dizzy Where will I go?
I aim at the center of the circus ring
But I'm out of tune like a G-string
Ouh Ouh
Ouh Ouh
Ouh
ti solo el VIP
No sé si es hoy, pero voy a probar todo tu cuerpo
Mami, yo estoy loco por guayarte
En ese blue jean tú la partes
Vi tu G-string
anyday
Slept with the best, I ain't gotta flex
Got yo girl stretched out, pullin' up her dress
Checkin' out her spread and I am impressed
G-strings
The early years were a lesson
Now we know what's goin' on, this time we're strong in our feets
And now we're industry players
We're wearing G-strings
se quieren y me invitan
Pero fuman, se medican y pa'l agua brincan
Yo y las hermanitas en G-String predican
Jumbo sube el bajo, que lo solicitan
tu quieres yo te quito el g-string
Ponte para mi
Vámonos de aquí
Dale baby si
Muévete así
Ese culo lo mueve a dos mil
Flow stripper le tiré 50 mil
to hear the phone ring at the job
Men in bikinis, G-strings should I say
Waitin' for the daddy long one to come my way
Here he comes, now, I feel I start
booty shake music in your trunk
As long as there's that "tic tic" followed by that bump
I'm down to stick a ho if she got a G-string
'Cause the niggas
G-Strings
You're gon give it to them soon as you leave, huh? (Leave, huh?) (hey, Iggy)
Why they hate Iggy?
While you was on a diet, your girl made Millies
all about
Fingers in your mouth, open up your blouse
Pull your G-string down South, aoowww
Threw that back out, in the parking lot
By a Cherokee
G-Strings, you beasting for the pleasure and pain
I was a weakling so I cling to her under my name
I gave her the ding ding than dee ding, the bell ring in
booty shake music in your trunk
As long as there's that "tic tic" followed by that bump
I'm down to stick a ho if she got a G-string
'Cause the niggas
hard, we fight like we done
Get my gun, that bitch better run
But I'm cooking up and it's deep-fried
With my G-string in your G5
It's blood gang, I'm a G
a leak
Just talk up eno
Highgrade enhance di feeling
Eye contact mek di mood get misleading
Love when she visit often in G string
Mek it easy fi shift
the glass
And a g-string just like a floss
Well she's waving her caboose at you
I bet you do
She calls you out
(Uh huh)
I know you heard that bass bumpin' in
and I'm on that promethazine
Life ain't nothin but a G thing
Switch lanes, get brain, hand down her g-string
I'm the type of nigga thats built to last
doubt
Step out, show me what you all about
Fingers in your mouth, open up your blouse
Pull your G-string down south, aow!
Threw that back out, in
breakdown
Whern yuh get my heart is a serious thing
Is a life time sup'm, anuh one night fling
When yuh shift G-string, mek di slide in
Every angel sing
Yah
man
You can be my babe
Please hunny, Let me feel your leg
You look so tight, so hot
in that purple g-string
Please get me going with you
I wanna be your
before you leave me
Like we're just crying off a liquor kiss
Spring my g-string
Forget about the phone when I ring
Grooving at the backseat, move up
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