[IDK]
Your strawberry lemonade lips make a nigga blood pressure go drip, drip, drip
Bad hoes is the devil like 6-6-6
Bad hoes is the devil like 6-6-6
When I got you on my mind, ain't no room for a thot
When you layin' on my chest, ain't no room for my heart
Girl, you know we wastin' time like tick, tick, tick
Girl, you suckin' up my time like tick, tick, tick
[IDK]
The bible says beatin' my dick and killin' is equal (Huh?)
But that don't add up (Right) 'cause the amount of times I milk my shit I'll probably be considered serial (Haha)
Them Cocoa Puff tittie balls make a nigga balls fall inside of a jar while it draws far
All like a nice stand in the earthquake cars
By the backstroke, dog style, all wild
Kill the pretty kitty, leave a X over it's eyes like a cards clown
Shit! That's a fuckin' bar
Fuck her in a '69, that's a fuckin' car
Rolls Royce and the roof is the fuckin' stars
Killin' niggas every time I write like it's fuckin Saw
Leave 'em chopped
Leave 'em Charmander without the tail spark
(That mean that nigga dead)
Oh well, I have no fuckin' heart
Back to my banana, this brain food is ??? smart
Yellow and the hat on point, it's like a brother's Bart Simpson, no O.J
It ain't fit so she must've quit
Take my Johnnie Cochran out and sit it on her pretty lips
Sex addict with no intent to ever quit
This what happens when you exposed to porn at the age of six
(It's goin' on, it's goin' on)
There's something goin' on
(Something's goin' on, you know it's goin' on)
There's something—
[ IDK]
Yo!
I hit him with the charm, make him put it on my arm, like
You don't need no job when ya pussy is the bomb
Backshot, backshot, ATM, now she gone, like
You don't need no job when ya pussy is the bomb
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna
You don't need no job when ya pussy is the bomb
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna
You don't need no job when ya pussy is the bomb
[Pusha T]
If she sellin', she workin', no lyin' (What?)
The price right? No flirtin', I'm buyin' (What?)
Same day, airfare, I'm flyin' (What?)
Love trappers, love rappers, love diamonds (Woo)
I got it, I give it, come get it
Birkin Bags, bad bitches come with it
City Girls, come count up my digits
Can't brake 'em, can't shake 'em, I live it
i8, iRobot, I never
I only, big foreigns, I pedal
She chase us, speed racer, daredevil
IDK, King Push, it's levels, yugh
Oh my god, that fuckin' dick
Oh shit! Woo! Woo! Ah!
Like this
[IDK]
Your strawberry lemonade lips make a nigga blood pressure go drip, drip, drip
Bad hoes is the devil like 6-6-6
Bad hoes is the devil like 6-6-6
When I got you on my mind, ain't no room for a thot
When you layin' on my chest, ain't no room for my heart
Girl, you know we wastin' time like tick, tick, tick
Girl, you suckin' up my time like tick-tock, tick-tock, tick
Woo!
[JID]
She wanna lock lips, I just pulled over, made her stop it
Inside of my whip, when I'm drivin' it's called a cockpit
Obviously if she ride with the kid, then she givin' knowledge
Like institutions disguised in the schools, collectin' profits
I missed
Give it the shit that she like some type of magician
My magical wand mission, this clitoris infamous
God-given, devil insidious
No condoms in the condominium
Idiot, she do this shit for any and many men or 50 Cent
Shit, I am 50 Cent, haha
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