Put your heart, fuck it up
Lip gloss sticky
Attitude bitchy
How I taste? Peachy
He wanna lick my Keke
I don't drip I'm leaky
In dat thang knee deep
I'll have him singin' with me
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, it's the things you do (lip gloss sticky)
Ooh-ooh, got my hands on you
Ooh-ooh, it's the things you do (lip gloss sticky)
Ooh-ooh, got my hands on you
I'm in a foreign whip
Crossin' the border shit
You can't afford to tip
You can't afford to hit
Twerk on some Florida shit
He can't get bored with this
That's why he ice my wrist
Who you know rock it like this?
Aw, he call me his lil' baby (who you know rock it like this?)
Now he wanna claim me
I be playin' hard to get
He say I'm actin' shady (who you know rock it like this?)
I be on my own time
That lil' shit don't phase me
Lip gloss sticky
Attitude bitchy
How I taste? Peachy
He wanna lick my Keke
I don't drip I'm leaky
In dat thang knee deep
I'll have him singin' with me
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, it's the things you do (lip gloss sticky)
Ooh-ooh, got my hands on you
Ooh-ooh, it's the things you do (lip gloss sticky)
Ooh-ooh, got my hands on you
I want him singin' all night (night)
I heard he got some good pipes (good pipes)
If it don't drip it ain't right (drippin')
If it don't drip it ain't mine (ooh-ooh)
Vicky secrets on my hips
Throw that lil' shit to the side (ooh-ooh)
In the deep end with no ship
We goin' swimmin' tonight (ooh-ooh)
Aw, he call me his lil' baby (lil' baby)
Now he wanna claim me (wanna claim me)
I be playin' hard to get
He say I'm actin shady (oh, oh-oh)
I be on my own time
That lil' shit don't phase me
Lip gloss sticky
Attitude bitchy
How I taste? Peachy
He wanna lick my Keke
I don't drip I'm leaky
In dat thang knee deep
I'll have him singin' with me
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, it's the things you do (lip gloss sticky)
Ooh-ooh, got my hands on you
Ooh-ooh, it's the things you do (lip gloss sticky)
Ooh-ooh, got my hands on you
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