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Skrr Yeah, ayy, ayy Ayy, I (I) I know this ain't a park but Baby, come and slide on a nigga, ayy I could show your ass where to start Put your soul, heart and mind on a nigga Yeah, Lambo J, call him Jigga Flat tummy tea, but she don’t need to watch her figure She don't need to pose for the 'Gram, what’s the catch? She just wanna show them other bitches that she snatched Ayy, and she know that we a match Wavy head nigga but I'm rough, I got a patch Millions on millions, we don't need to get attached Found a new nigga and you still came back 5 foot 5, brown eyes, oh, dawg, oh Bitch, I'm a beast, I'm a dawg, baby, bow out Cullinan with stars, like Nick Cannon, tryna wild out You gon' let me beat it like I skipped the trial Ayy, all my bitches got some real edges say, "Yeah" Say she don't wanna fuck but end up fuckin' every time Feel like I’m from H-Town when I came down Playin’ with that pussy, fresh up out the playground Lil' Tory Songtexte I know this ain’t a park but Baby, come and slide on a nigga, ayy I could show your ass where to start Put your soul, heart and mind on a nigga Yeah, Lambo J, I call him Jigga Flat tummy tea, but she don't need to watch her figure She don't need to pose for the 'Gram, what’s the catch? She just wanna show them other bitches that she snatched Snatched up, ooh, damn, yeah, days later Pretty brown skin, ass on Jada Wada She like, "Fuck a gym", trainin' with her waist trainer (Haha) Shawty givin' me the blues like a bass player I be dunkin' in the pussy went in straight the lay up I'm ballin' so on point, I can lay a J up I'm gettin' money, hit the NaeNae on the naysayer I'm makin' movies with your bitch, I had to Ray J her, yeah Kim Kardash' with that ass and she know it Sex like a cardiovascular moment Lookin' at that pussy, I'm like, "Show me my opponent" (Fuck) "Show me my opponent" Lil Tory I know this ain't a park but Baby, come and slide on a nigga, ayy I could show your ass where to start Put your soul, heart and mind on a nigga Yeah, Lambo J, I call him Jigga Flat tummy tea, but she don't need to watch her figure She don't need to pose for the 'Gram, what's the catch? She just wanna show them other bitches that she snatched She just wanna show them other bitches that she snatched She just wanna show them other bitches that she snatched That's why I be creepin' on the low with her I know that you think I'm just the homie I'm jumpin' off the dresser, hittin' the floor with her You call up her phone, she like, "What, nigga?" Tellin' you that she out with the homies But if I was you, I would come get her 'Cause when she say the homies, that means just me Yeah, ayy She wanna fuck man and I'm your man So what does that mean? In and out these bitches like the needle out the vaccine Bitches wanna tell you 'bout my (Water) Like I'm Maxine Runnin' through that ho and all her friends like the track team Now I fuck her friends together, baby, they a tag team Yeah, I don't care if they square or they flat screen I've been out here makin' movies, bitch, it ain't no sad scenes Well, fuck it, what he want from me anyway? Ayy Gun is dirty than a bitch but my racks clean Yeah, I got a bitch, pussy nice but she act mean Fuckin' on her friend, put me in, that's a tag team Yeah, and of course Love my bitch on all fours, suckin' dick with force French lil' bitch say, "Bonjour", she get no remorse All my bitches rich, they don't wear no Michael Kors, yeah Yeah, I I know this ain't a park but Baby, come and slide on a nigga, ayy And I could show your ass where to start Put your soul, heart and mind on a nigga My nigga Lambo, shit, I call him Jigga Flat tummy tea, but she don't need to watch her figure She don't need to pose for the 'Gram, what's the catch? She just wanna show them other bitches that she snatched up Aus Songtexte Mania