Shawty I ain't trying to be to,.. the absence is yours
I just heard stories about that glorious inventory wondered to see what you have in store
I could be a freak if I need to be, I'm saying I could please your needs
... toys and things... cause they can't even compete with me
If I ain't precise and you ain't suffice and I make time if I got to
But before you get... at me, you need to get inside you
Wake up in my room, sat upon my mat
Woman gotta talk, I can hit it from the back
I can hit it from the back, hit it from the back, hit it from the back,
I can hit it from the back
Wake up in my room, sat upon my mat
Woman gotta talk, I can hit it from the back
I can hit it from the back, hit it from the back, hit it from the back,
I can hit it from the back
Hey, what to do love? Wassup, babe? Hold time, I ain't ready about the foreplay
I'm a just shoot like Marc Scorsay
See, understand my forte,
See, home makes you up, let me smell your make up
Before I break you off, can I taste your love and let you up
You always fuck before you go, let me make you come
I make that around like a force it, and I'm patient, I don't force it
And I ain't playing for your cushin, cause while they been on that bullshit
Got a tattoo with your ex man but I will make you say it's sure shit
That's my shit but I parle on her private, and I got this
Shawty go ahead, slide them, she ride it till she's tired
I inspire loss of pain, she's got that awesome shit, I pork em bitch until I pull her... in
Wake up in my room, sat upon my mat
Woman gotta talk, I can hit it from the back
I can hit it from the back, hit it from the back, hit it from the back,
I can hit it from the back
Wake up in my room, sat upon my mat
Woman gotta talk, I can hit it from the back
I can hit it from the back, hit it from the back, hit it from the back,
I can hit it from the back
I'm his 32 don't try to holler with them dollars...
Catch me popping bottles in the corner what about is it?
He wanna lick the kitty cat, got him playing...
Gotta get that paper, if you wanna get with it
I'm coming from a city dead, really like the doe we be
He... a heart attack life's with it he follow that
Cause I got the hardest rap, plus I spit the coldest blood
I be there on my tipsy toes,.. let it go
... question... we fly as fuck, bbs is in the chain
If you hear me, know my name
You fuck you would evade
Cock is some shrink, he name trying to holler less this dollar about a chain
Wake up in my room, sat upon my mat
Woman gotta talk, I can hit it from the back
I can hit it from the back, hit it from the back, hit it from the back,
I can hit it from the back
Wake up in my room, sat upon my mat
Woman gotta talk, I can hit it from the back
I can hit it from the back, hit it from the back, hit it from the back,
I can hit it from the back
Why lady, I love but you get smoke... down the... high
And want a ride in my car, she's sick of my dickbone drive
Long as she fuck above, I know... she's get fine
Longer she... wine
I like the way she dance, bounce that ass, break that back
Let me take my 2 fingers and play round with that pussycat
I know it's dripping wist, let's do it, let's take some patrol shots
If you can, jump on in, and ride my dick like I've never had done before
Do it like a stripper, anything you want I'm by the store
Call off the show on floor
You know I'm stupid rich but you can't be mine
And that nigger...
Wake up in my room, sat upon my mat
Woman gotta talk, I can hit it from the back
I can hit it from the back, hit it from the back, hit it from the back,
I can hit it from the back
Wake up in my room, sat upon my mat
Woman gotta talk, I can hit it from the back
I can hit it from the back, hit it from the back, hit it from the back,
I can hit it from the back
Why lady.
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