Lyrics:
cranky
Then she won't thank me
And I won't be happy
I tell you frankly
If I get cranky
Then I get spankings
So no hanky-panky
You cannot flank
yeah, yeah, yeah, we blow dumb
B-L-O W dumb
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, we blow dumb
I'm in the kitchen with Jenky
Makin' hanky panky panky
I said, we do it
I\'m your dollie
You\'re my doll rock\'n\'roll
feel the glamouring and pain
Kiss me here touch me there
hanky panky
You can touch you can play
If you say
into it
Smack it, smack it, ass attack it
Push your balls up on my racket
Lefty, righty, in between-y
Up the butt, thong bikini
Hanky-panky, Daddy
Seven figure nigga still bailing through the swap meat
Janky, I'm feeling the hanky, in the six double zero
Smoking weed, eating chilly cheese Frito's
the kind that hot pants and peroxide hair
And you sense a little hanky panky there let him have it
Every man's gotta have a little bit of freedom
And when
on hankies.
You could say I'm turning green,
Dreaming of what we could have been.
But how am I supposed to compete,
with what's between them.
When I'm
Let’s get down that’s hanky panky
Baby don’t worry about money
I’m gon give you all you need
Girl you the only one
You the one I got
I got love for you
to the floor
Oh get me out of my head
With some hanky panking
And some heavy peting
You can dance on the bottleneck
Well you can came and go
With four
крышу сорвало
Проще буду им назло
Всем пока, кто был в грязи
Этот год вас не простит
Hanky-panky (ой) like your tati (ой)
Делай дело (ой) всем насрать им
there’s no climax at all
Hanky panky all night slap and tickle tonight
We’ll start with a blow job and end with pillow talk
You’ll see me naked in bed
put on instagram boo
Let’s make it big me and you no hanky-panky
Put em’ in a trance of confusion let’s get married baby
Sunce bazan iya ba, sunce
know me ruff
Yea
She nuh want nuh hanky panky love
Yea
She nuh want nuh dandy shandy love
No
She just want somebody to ruff it up
Ohh yess
Somebody tuff
hoes so I blow off that bitch like a hanky
Now she wanna eat up the candy
She poppin' that pussy like Xannies
Nah I ain't related to none of these
Let's play a game (What kind of game do you wanna play?)
I don't know
Football's on (Joe Montana)
Ballgame's on (Hanky Aaron)
So much on and nothing
more hoping God save me
The way the niggas moving be hanky
And I don't love these bitches they snaky
My grandma told me what don't break me gone make me
don't need mandy
Girls want the hanky-panky
Are you mad B?
I'm not that G
I respond like "have some class please"
I don't care who can't stand me
Their
can’t get no money wit you cause you janky
Damn can I hit yo blunt? That shit stanky
She really wanna fuck and do the hanky-panky
While I’m hittin’ it
the dranky
She gave me that stanky
Her mouth on my hanky
Her man like this cant be
She did dat boy janky
Good im the jackpot
Bitch Icame from them have nots
all blue
Stackin’ my hunnids
Callin’ my crew
She want the hanky panky
When her body lanky
She she crazy
I don’t know what to do
You know she feel me
Make them tears fall wen u cough grab a hanky
My shit goin mainey, nigga yo shit is average
Bad bitch, on the Instagram but she catfish
I'm laughing,
(Y'all niggas cap, cap)
(Y'all niggas cap) It's ya boy Mr. Hanky checkin' in hitmaker
I'm in here with LA the Fly Rebel
And we got somethin' for all
Act like a forklift
And jump he train
You mad hippies
With your big hankies
Filled with profanity
In uniform row
Royster the oyster
Is a drunken
is
Cus I'm hearing what it really aint
Riding with my nigga
Hand on his jank doing the hanky pank
Cute face cute attitude
For a bitch that always
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