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Juicy J, Belly, Tory Lanez It's for the chicks, mane Did I forget to mention? The way that you twistin' and movin' your body got me on and then some I'd probably do it, I know that you probably movin' on and on and on and on On and on and on You're probably moving on and on and on and on DJ playing your song (Yeah hoe!) Nigga, I'm on one, I'm on that She on me, she want that We communicate on a high level, them pussy lips talk back Fucking on a Xan, we don't need a bed Make a mess when you give me head Slob on my knob like a chicken head Talk dirty to it, she like what I say One more shot for the bitches (for the bitches) Two more shots for the hoes (for the hoes) Beat it up like evander, 'till you knocked out cold I'm in her mouth like a toothbrush Hit it from the back 'till I touch her soul (you know it) You're just tryna get it and I'm tryna block 'cause I know you tryna reach your goal That pussy ain't really worth bragging 'bout But the pretty little bitch got a nasty mouth On the Snap, on the sink, and her ass is out SongtexteI bet these niggas be cashing out (ching) Pull up in the drop, bet I touch that spot Shawty wanna ball, better touch that rock Let her touch that paper, never touch that work If you ain't gon' shoot don't touch that Glock Did I forget to mention? The way that you twistin' and movin' your body got me on and then some I'd probably do it, I know that you probably movin' on and on and on and on On and on and on You're probably moving on and on and on and on DJ playing your song (Yeah hoe!) I was high as Tony I remember all these bitches clowned me Now they linin' up around the block to come around me Only time you held me down is when you tried to drown me (yeah) I'm a fucking savage, should've left me where they found me Ayy now, I just say the word, she on the way down He gon' probably find out it any day now Boy, adjust to come-ups, you gon' stay down (oh no) Told her chill, 'cause I need a couple pills Just to get in my zone Talking Audemars with the automobile (shit) Just to see the time go, whoa Stop it baby, let's not be crazy That's Versace, that's not Versacee (whoa) Took the shot but now I got fellaci Oh, that's top in the drop, Mercedes, yeah Did I forget to mention? The way that you twistin' and movin' your body got me on and then some I'd probably do it, I know that you probably movin' on and on and on and on On and on and on You're probably moving on and on and on and on DJ playing your song (Yeah hoe!) Trap-A-Holics: Real Trap Shit Aus Songtexte Mania