BOY!
Niggas all on me like a high school crush
Finger lickin good, you want it all don't front
I f*ck em real good he wanna post me on his story But, then I gotta bounce fore he try to come to glory
Ass so fat make em wanna hold it down
First class tickets gotta blast outta town
His girlfriend tryna fight me
Cause her man acting up
These bitches stay pressed
Tell yo mans I said what's up!
Lookin' at my body so fresh
I stay up in the press
Itty bitty bitches obsessed
40 inch's out of this world
Lemme take a twirl
Your little brother wanna go whirl
Litte baby coming in hot
Daddy hit the spot
Then take me for a ride on his yacht
Always coming out on the top
I made it out the rocks
I'm making bitches sweat
Girl Bye!
They always try be me when they see me on they tv
Bitches so inspired, they stay trying to appease me
Give em an award
These bitches stay tryna replace me
Turn up in the spot
Then they wanna come and friend me
Attitude always on blast
I'll make a nigga sad
I'm coming through looking real bad
Baddie with a fatty on deck
I put these hoes in check
You better come through and show respect
I put a lil something in his face
Tell him eat the cake
Then he call me Ike
Okay!
Shake a lil ass to my song
Drippin' in my thong
Then he wanna call me nasty
Bring them milkshakes to the yard
Makes these niggas pop rock hard
Catch me slipping on my demon time
I might let em' f*ck cause look mighty fine
Yeah he wanna give me his kids
Nigga so sad he said that I'm his
Ahh hell no nigga no I ain't
Go ahead hit the door
Tell em' RIP!
Niggas all on me like a high school crush
Finger lickin good, you want it all don't front
I f*ck em real good he wanna post me on his story But, then I gotta bounce fore he try to come to glory
Ass so fat make em wanna hold it down
First class tickets gotta blast outta town
His girlfriend tryna fight me
Cause her man acting up
These bitches stay pressed
Tell yo mans I said whats up!
Bad bitch taste like Reesie's pieces
Then I touch him on his big ole dick, please me
Ride him like a stallion in the night, believe me
When we f*ck he said You so tight
I know!
He said that he want another one
He eat from the back right up to the front
He made me so full of myself
Got em picking roses cause he wanna f*ck again
Oh well!
Niggas all on me like a high school crush
Finger lickin good, you want it all don't front
I f*ck em real good he wanna post me on his story But, then I gotta bounce fore he try to come to glory
Ass so fat make em wanna hold it down
First class tickets gotta blast outta town
His girlfriend tryna fight me
Cause her man acting up
These bitches stay pressed
Tell yo mans I said whats up!
Whats up!
Whats up!
Whats up!
Whats up!
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BOY!
Niggas all on me like a high school crush
Finger lickin good, you want it all don't front
I f*ck em real good he wanna post me on his story But, then I gotta bounce fore he try to come to glory
Ass so fat make em wanna hold it down
First class tickets gotta blast outta town
His girlfriend tryna fight me
Cause her man acting up
These bitches stay pressed
Tell yo mans I said what's up!
Lookin' at my body so fresh
I stay up in the press
Itty bitty bitches obsessed
40 inch's out of this world
Lemme take a twirl
Your little brother wanna go whirl
Litte baby coming in hot
Daddy hit the spot
Then take me for a ride on his yacht
Always coming out on the top
I made it out the rocks
I'm making bitches sweat
Girl Bye!
They always try be me when they see me on they tv
Bitches so inspired, they stay trying to appease me
Give em an award
These bitches stay tryna replace me
Turn up in the spot
Then they wanna come and friend me
Attitude always on blast
I'll make a nigga sad
I'm coming through looking real bad
Baddie with a fatty on deck
I put these hoes in check
You better come through and show respect
I put a lil something in his face
Tell him eat the cake
Then he call me Ike
Okay!
Shake a lil ass to my song
Drippin' in my thong
Then he wanna call me nasty
Bring them milkshakes to the yard
Makes these niggas pop rock hard
Catch me slipping on my demon time
I might let em' f*ck cause look mighty fine
Yeah he wanna give me his kids
Nigga so sad he said that I'm his
Ahh hell no nigga no I ain't
Go ahead hit the door
Tell em' RIP!
Niggas all on me like a high school crush
Finger lickin good, you want it all don't front
I f*ck em real good he wanna post me on his story But, then I gotta bounce fore he try to come to glory
Ass so fat make em wanna hold it down
First class tickets gotta blast outta town
His girlfriend tryna fight me
Cause her man acting up
These bitches stay pressed
Tell yo mans I said whats up!
Bad bitch taste like Reesie's pieces
Then I touch him on his big ole dick, please me
Ride him like a stallion in the night, believe me
When we f*ck he said You so tight
I know!
He said that he want another one
He eat from the back right up to the front
He made me so full of myself
Got em picking roses cause he wanna f*ck again
Oh well!
Niggas all on me like a high school crush
Finger lickin good, you want it all don't front
I f*ck em real good he wanna post me on his story But, then I gotta bounce fore he try to come to glory
Ass so fat make em wanna hold it down
First class tickets gotta blast outta town
His girlfriend tryna fight me
Cause her man acting up
These bitches stay pressed
Tell yo mans I said whats up!
Whats up!
Whats up!
Whats up!
Whats up!
Niggas all on me like a high school crush
Finger lickin good, you want it all don't front
I f*ck em real good he wanna post me on his story But, then I gotta bounce fore he try to come to glory
Ass so fat make em wanna hold it down
First class tickets gotta blast outta town
His girlfriend tryna fight me
Cause her man acting up
These bitches stay pressed
Tell yo mans I said what's up!
Lookin' at my body so fresh
I stay up in the press
Itty bitty bitches obsessed
40 inch's out of this world
Lemme take a twirl
Your little brother wanna go whirl
Litte baby coming in hot
Daddy hit the spot
Then take me for a ride on his yacht
Always coming out on the top
I made it out the rocks
I'm making bitches sweat
Girl Bye!
They always try be me when they see me on they tv
Bitches so inspired, they stay trying to appease me
Give em an award
These bitches stay tryna replace me
Turn up in the spot
Then they wanna come and friend me
Attitude always on blast
I'll make a nigga sad
I'm coming through looking real bad
Baddie with a fatty on deck
I put these hoes in check
You better come through and show respect
I put a lil something in his face
Tell him eat the cake
Then he call me Ike
Okay!
Shake a lil ass to my song
Drippin' in my thong
Then he wanna call me nasty
Bring them milkshakes to the yard
Makes these niggas pop rock hard
Catch me slipping on my demon time
I might let em' f*ck cause look mighty fine
Yeah he wanna give me his kids
Nigga so sad he said that I'm his
Ahh hell no nigga no I ain't
Go ahead hit the door
Tell em' RIP!
Niggas all on me like a high school crush
Finger lickin good, you want it all don't front
I f*ck em real good he wanna post me on his story But, then I gotta bounce fore he try to come to glory
Ass so fat make em wanna hold it down
First class tickets gotta blast outta town
His girlfriend tryna fight me
Cause her man acting up
These bitches stay pressed
Tell yo mans I said whats up!
Bad bitch taste like Reesie's pieces
Then I touch him on his big ole dick, please me
Ride him like a stallion in the night, believe me
When we f*ck he said You so tight
I know!
He said that he want another one
He eat from the back right up to the front
He made me so full of myself
Got em picking roses cause he wanna f*ck again
Oh well!
Niggas all on me like a high school crush
Finger lickin good, you want it all don't front
I f*ck em real good he wanna post me on his story But, then I gotta bounce fore he try to come to glory
Ass so fat make em wanna hold it down
First class tickets gotta blast outta town
His girlfriend tryna fight me
Cause her man acting up
These bitches stay pressed
Tell yo mans I said whats up!
Whats up!
Whats up!
Whats up!
Whats up!
Writer: Warren Munroe
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