Pry - Runway Lyrics

She got that shit
She turn my room into a runway
That's my shit
I love it have u siining all on Sunday
Yeah I love that shit
I'm going dummy on ur toungue aye
She make it drop
She make it jiggle on the front seat

Put the pussy on me swear I never rush it
She got the gushy
I like a little tummy
I'm not with the flexing
I pull up bummy
I don't impress shit
I just want the money

Don't go away ah
I just wanna stay here
And she say the world cold
Cuz baby they don't play fair

It's the same me
I pulled up faded
I barely made it
So
Say u love me
I know u hate it
But u love me
Don't be playing

But I didn't come back
For no replacement
Please don't take it
Serious
She got the kitty Kat
Im always running back
Like I forgot my hat
And I tell everything
Yeah I give u all of that
I don't work for scraps
She do that jiggle dance

Making out with Mary Jane
Real glad I came
I been swinging through the rain
Glad u know my name
I'm p-funk fire man
I spit the nicest jam
I pull up when I can
I tell her shake her cans
So she shake it there it go

I love the bad hoe
I love the chick that's crass on a handle
That always spit that ammo
Really hard to handle

Throw it back at me I'm in ur shit Rambo

I'm the boy I'm not no rando

She got that shit
She turn my room into a runway
That's my shit
I love it have u siining all on Sunday
Yeah I love that shit
I'm going dummy on ur toungue aye
She make it drop
She make it jiggle on the front seat