| I want it all
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| Make the pussy go, deep
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| Make the dick go slidin', divin'
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| Backwards down my throat
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| Niggas call me Billie, Billie, Billie Jean
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| Better know what I’m about
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| 'Cause I make 'em pay the bills to get in my jeans
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| And then I just suck it up
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| Bought a Lambo just for a fuckin' queen
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| And still wouldn’t let 'em sleep on my couch
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| I said, «Baby, I know you don’t walk at all
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| But you can let that dick moonwalk up in my mouth» (Haha)
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| I throw the pussy in his face, told him, «Don't be a diva»
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| Turn his face to J. Cole, I wanna see no features
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| If the pubic hairs long, I suck his dick with some tweezers
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| Snatch the soul out a nigga like you cleaning some sneakers
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| I need child support for the kids in my throat (Uh-huh)
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| Been feedin' 'em food and I’m damn near broke (Damn)
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| When th dick disappeared, looked lik it eloped
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| Gulk, gulk, gulk, gulk is the words I spoke (Oh)
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| He said, «Let's go to Sip N Paint, catch a vibe, you know?»
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| I said, «It's COVID-19, motherfucker they closed
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| But I could sit up on your dick and you could paint my face»
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| I’ll give that dick a fresh tip and make it cum all day
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| I sit on your face and sit on your friends, who cares? |
| (Hmm)
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| On both of y’all, shit, I’m playin' musical chairs (Hahaha)
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| If they not playin' hide and seek, he sayin', «Where you at?»
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| I like the balls in my court so I suck it from the back, come on (Hmm, yeah)
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| Billie, Billie, Billie Jean
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| Better know what I’m about
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| 'Cause I make 'em pay the bills to get in my jeans
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| And then I just suck it up
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| Bought a Lambo just for a fuckin' queen
|
| And still wouldn’t let 'em sleep on my couch
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| I said, «Baby, I know you don’t walk at all
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| But you can let that dick moonwalk up in my mouth» (Haha)
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| He gonna give me, give me, give me everything I need
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| Yeah I keep a trick, ain’t talking up my sleeve
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| If he can’t pay, I’ll just replace his D
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| I stay with two different niggas like I’m Angela Yee
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| Okay, my mouth a talk show, come shoot it up like The Joker (Oh)
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| These ain’t no dry walls, you can hang up a poster
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| Bootyhole worth Gayle, pussy hole worth Oprah
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| When he calls it says «Ikea», use his face as a sofa (Yeah, ayy)
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| Come and eat this box like Castle Slider
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| The throat spit more than a mumble rapper (Hmm)
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| I’m rubbin' this clit 'til the shit just spatter (Oh, oh)
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| He stay up on the pussy like I’m holdin' my bladder (Ooh, babe)
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| Giving the Dirty Diana with the MJ lines
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| I thow it back on the dick, that’s remember the times
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| Then let you buss on my face so my skin get clearer (Hmm)
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| I hope it wasn’t important to that man in the mirror, ah
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| Billie, Billie, Billie Jean
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| Better know what I’m about
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| 'Cause I make 'em pay the bills to get in my jeans
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| And then I just suck it up
|
| Bought a Lambo just for a fuckin' queen
|
| And still wouldn’t let 'em sleep on my couch
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| I said, «Baby, I know you don’t walk at all
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| But you can let that dick moonwalk up in my mouth» (Haha)
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| Make the pussy go
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| Make the dick go
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| Make the pussy go
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| Make the dick go |