B.Team - Cigars Lyrics

I don't give a f*ck if you don't like this
Just met this girl that you call yours
She's taking me home cause she adores
Every little thing that I'm gonna do
Better tell her how you feel cause my balls are blue
No, how could you do this to me
Are you f*cking kidding me
How could you do this to me
I'm talking pill, popping
Ass dropping, take your beta ass walking
Straight back home to your momma's house
I'm f*cking your bitch in your own damn bed
Gonna send her back wobbling with her ass cheeks red
Now we're dancing in your yard and we're smoking your cigars
Got the seats dirty in your brand new car
Now we're sipping on your liquor and we're drinking all your wine
Went round two and now she's all mine
The Uber driver just picked us up
Said, guess who, take a look, it was you
Had to get a little side gig to get your bag
Cause all your money spent is in my lap
She's sucking on my dick and licking on my nuts
I'm giving it to her hard cause yours wasn't enough
So quit your little bitching and run on home
But too bad you'll find your bitch ain't alone
Now we're dancing in your yard and we're smoking your cigars
Got the seats dirty in your brand new car
Now we're sipping on your liquor and we're drinking all your wine
Went round two and now she's all mine