Grip
Baby Tate
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Baby Tate - Grip Lyrics & Traduction

Hey, how you doin', lil daddy? Let me talk to you dirty
Venus in Gemini, I like to get flirty
I'm a slim thick bitch, yeah, my body hella curvy
Knees like a stallion, ride your face like a derby
Or we could 69 from 6 to 7:30
I'ma never turn down no brain, I'm hella nerdy
And I know all the ways to please
I'm a geek, I'm a generous freak, I like to hear all the squeaks like
That's perfect (That's perfect)
All of my exes miss the way I work it (Yeah)
Doing acrobatics, let me take you to the circus
Throw it in a circle and bring it right back (Right back)
I got that water but it's nothing like tap (Like tap)
Take a sip, just a lil nightcap (Nightcap)
Mm, yeah, just like that (Yeah)
The way you lookin' at it, I can tell you like that but


Wait 'til you feel this grip (Wait)
Wait 'til you feel this grip
Lil' daddy, mm, wait 'til you feel this grip (Wait)
Wait 'til you feel this grip
Lil' daddy, mm, wait 'til you feel this grip (Wait)
Wait till you feel this grip
Lil' daddy, mm, wait 'til you feel this grip
It ain't never been tight like this

Wait (Wait), wait (Wait), wait
I know it ain't never been tight like this
Like b-am, b-am, b-am, b-am, b-am, b-am, b-am, b-am, b-am, b-am, b-am, b-am
Never been tight like this
Like b-am, b-am, b-am, b-am, b-am, b-am, b-am, b-am, b-am, b-am, b-am
I know it ain't never been tight like this


Call your BM, tell her you don't wanna see her no more
You found some tighter coochie out here in the streets with the hoes
Hey, call your BM, tell her you don't wanna see her no more
You found some tighter coochie out here in the streets with the hoes
On God


This type of grip, make a shark get jealous
I put Gorilla Glue out of business
This grip make him forget he got exes
I make a cheater wanna kill his mistress
That bitch pussy real loose
This pussy so tight that he call it lil' noose
Big fat cameltoe not a lil' moose
Oh you having a bad day, babe?
Let me give you a lil boost
This that bam-da-bam, the bang-bang
Heads up, babe, I hope you can hang (Yeah)
I get evil, I be doing kegels
Just to make sure that it stay like a needle (Yeah)
Never gotta worry 'bout a noodle ('Bout a noodle)
Keep him on the leash like a poodle (Like a poodle)
It might be hard but I'm tryna be a strudel, not a Twinkie
'Cause you was already pressed to link me so

Wait 'til you feel this grip (Haha)
Wait 'til you feel this grip
Lil' daddy, mm, wait 'til you feel this grip (Yeah)
Wait 'til you feel this grip
Lil' daddy, mm, wait 'til you feel this grip (Wait)
Wait till you feel this grip
Lil' daddy, mm, wait 'til you feel this grip
It ain't never been tight like this


Wait (Wait), wait (Wait), wait
I know it ain't never been tight like this
Like b-am, b-am, b-am, b-am, b-am, b-am, b-am, b-am, b-am, b-am, b-am, b-am
Never been tight like this
Like b-am, b-am, b-am, b-am, b-am, b-am, b-am, b-am, b-am, b-am, b-am
I know it ain't never been tight like this


Call your BM, tell her you don't wanna see her no more
You found some tighter coochie out here in the streets with the hoes
Hey, call your BM, tell her you don't wanna see her no more
You found some tighter coochie out here in the streets with the hoes
On God


Go back to your baby mom (No, for real)
Like, you're really on some nut shit, you fucking freak (Freaky frog)
Like, you're a father, go be a parent
Fuck is wrong with you? (Like?)
Weird ass (Haha)


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