Shake it make you wanna throw some money at it
Want it on your face you got a crack habit
Told him if I do it it's a price
Water round my neck nigga ice
Cut that shit
Don't do too much
Third leg he lean on it like a crutch
Softer than mother yea I know you wanna touch
Steady rolling fatties pass the Dutch
Give you something realer than those groupies
Take it ready or not like the fugees
I don't have time for the run around
Only hit my line if it's up and I'll put it down
He said bet unlock the door I'm on the way
Put me in the game coach I'm trying to play
Throwing hints what you really trying to say
Doing what in a back seat? How Sway?
You just want a ride for the night
Talking slick but can you lay that pipe right
Got that good f*ck around and change your life
Chop it up have me thinking Issa knife
Pure hit a line yea it's snowing
Can you keep the rhythm once we start going
No need to close the curtains cause I don't mind showing
Wax on wax off leave your downstairs glowing
League of my own no competition in my lane
Sweet nigga but my flow is insane
Not trying to complicate it yea we can make it plain
If you bringing a few homies and they fine then it's a train
Silly hoes f*cking round for clout
Gotta be a boss before I let you slut me out
Talking sweet but you say without a doubt
That you gon hit me deep in my guts make me shout
Damn he know he thick and he ain't scared to flaunt it
He a lil spicy call him scotch bonnet
Told him drop the addy
I'm a pull up on it
Not even my birthday
But I'm trying to put some icing on it
Cake cake cake
Watch it bounce around
Shit got jiggle physics gyatt
When he drop it down
Always find the time
When I'm in your town
Bend it over now
March madness
Dress up it and make it real for me
F*cking like a porno
Pick a category
Keep it on the low
So you don't ever have to worry
I ain't trying to complicate it
Nah this ain't no allegory
Pants fit perfect like a Cinderella slipper
Dive in deep I'm a star Big Dipper
After I cut you gon call me Jack the Ripper
Call me on my bluff I'm a real big tipper
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Shake it make you wanna throw some money at it
Want it on your face you got a crack habit
Told him if I do it it's a price
Water round my neck nigga ice
Cut that shit
Don't do too much
Third leg he lean on it like a crutch
Softer than mother yea I know you wanna touch
Steady rolling fatties pass the Dutch
Give you something realer than those groupies
Take it ready or not like the fugees
I don't have time for the run around
Only hit my line if it's up and I'll put it down
He said bet unlock the door I'm on the way
Put me in the game coach I'm trying to play
Throwing hints what you really trying to say
Doing what in a back seat? How Sway?
You just want a ride for the night
Talking slick but can you lay that pipe right
Got that good f*ck around and change your life
Chop it up have me thinking Issa knife
Pure hit a line yea it's snowing
Can you keep the rhythm once we start going
No need to close the curtains cause I don't mind showing
Wax on wax off leave your downstairs glowing
League of my own no competition in my lane
Sweet nigga but my flow is insane
Not trying to complicate it yea we can make it plain
If you bringing a few homies and they fine then it's a train
Silly hoes f*cking round for clout
Gotta be a boss before I let you slut me out
Talking sweet but you say without a doubt
That you gon hit me deep in my guts make me shout
Damn he know he thick and he ain't scared to flaunt it
He a lil spicy call him scotch bonnet
Told him drop the addy
I'm a pull up on it
Not even my birthday
But I'm trying to put some icing on it
Cake cake cake
Watch it bounce around
Shit got jiggle physics gyatt
When he drop it down
Always find the time
When I'm in your town
Bend it over now
March madness
Dress up it and make it real for me
F*cking like a porno
Pick a category
Keep it on the low
So you don't ever have to worry
I ain't trying to complicate it
Nah this ain't no allegory
Pants fit perfect like a Cinderella slipper
Dive in deep I'm a star Big Dipper
After I cut you gon call me Jack the Ripper
Call me on my bluff I'm a real big tipper
Want it on your face you got a crack habit
Told him if I do it it's a price
Water round my neck nigga ice
Cut that shit
Don't do too much
Third leg he lean on it like a crutch
Softer than mother yea I know you wanna touch
Steady rolling fatties pass the Dutch
Give you something realer than those groupies
Take it ready or not like the fugees
I don't have time for the run around
Only hit my line if it's up and I'll put it down
He said bet unlock the door I'm on the way
Put me in the game coach I'm trying to play
Throwing hints what you really trying to say
Doing what in a back seat? How Sway?
You just want a ride for the night
Talking slick but can you lay that pipe right
Got that good f*ck around and change your life
Chop it up have me thinking Issa knife
Pure hit a line yea it's snowing
Can you keep the rhythm once we start going
No need to close the curtains cause I don't mind showing
Wax on wax off leave your downstairs glowing
League of my own no competition in my lane
Sweet nigga but my flow is insane
Not trying to complicate it yea we can make it plain
If you bringing a few homies and they fine then it's a train
Silly hoes f*cking round for clout
Gotta be a boss before I let you slut me out
Talking sweet but you say without a doubt
That you gon hit me deep in my guts make me shout
Damn he know he thick and he ain't scared to flaunt it
He a lil spicy call him scotch bonnet
Told him drop the addy
I'm a pull up on it
Not even my birthday
But I'm trying to put some icing on it
Cake cake cake
Watch it bounce around
Shit got jiggle physics gyatt
When he drop it down
Always find the time
When I'm in your town
Bend it over now
March madness
Dress up it and make it real for me
F*cking like a porno
Pick a category
Keep it on the low
So you don't ever have to worry
I ain't trying to complicate it
Nah this ain't no allegory
Pants fit perfect like a Cinderella slipper
Dive in deep I'm a star Big Dipper
After I cut you gon call me Jack the Ripper
Call me on my bluff I'm a real big tipper
Writer: Abraham Fields
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