| I never fuck her like a sucker nigga
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| Long strokes in that pussy, I broke them other nigga
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| Two sets of them lips, bet I kiss 'em both
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| Hit her with the gasp break so she don’t choke
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| Right hands up like a drumroll, roll
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| Kill that pussy like I’m finna purge
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| Livewire Records, that’s the safeword
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| Fifty shades of Joseph Kay, I fuck her all day
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| Get her ass on naked with that twelve-play
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| She told me she loved me and looked me in my eyes
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| Then I fall deeper in that cream pie
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| Then I fall deeper in that cream pie
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| Fifty shades of Joseph Kay, I fuck her all day
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| Get her ass on naked with that twelve-play
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| She told me she loved me and looked me in my eyes
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| Then I fall deeper in that cream pie
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| Don’t make me chase that pearl
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| That pussy changed my world
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| I wanna fuck you, girl
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| I wanna fuck you, baby girl
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| Don’t make me chase that pearl
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| That pussy changed my world
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| I wanna fuck you, girl
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| I wanna fuck you, baby girl
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| Cooking in the kitchen with nothing on but an apron
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| Wasn’t the kind of pussy, I ain’t racist
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| I drink the pineapple juice and she tell me how the nut taste
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| Let it roll down her head, call her nut face
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| She like to take her clothes off in a dark place
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| I eat that pussy, smile big like a shark face
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| I give her this dick like every day her birthday
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| She be runnin' from me like it’s that sports Tuesday
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| Hit me while the water bubble up in the jacuzzi
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| Every time we fuck, it’s FPS, girl, I can’t move in
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| No groupies on the low, what I be ridin' for
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| That other nigga hella pussy plus he hella boring
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| Fuck the fantasy and fuck her in the rain storm
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| Still rollin', man, them pills had me hella gone
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| Can you please answer your telephone?
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| Tonight I don’t wanna be alone
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| Don’t make me chase that pearl
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| That pussy changed my world
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| I wanna fuck you, girl
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| I wanna fuck you, baby girl
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| Don’t make me chase that pearl
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| That pussy changed my world
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| I wanna fuck you, girl
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| I wanna fuck you, baby girl
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| Sex in the morning, two bitches at my door
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| Ran through two boxes of condoms, I was fuckin' them both
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| Got some head then got back to whippin' up my coke
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| But they wouldn’t leave me alone, they just wanted some more
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| So I bent that ass over, fucked her right on the stove
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| Bad bitches I just met at the Coconut Grove
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| Broke the jar in the sink, I just lost me an O
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| Square bitches never met a nigga who sell dope
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| They told me they’d replace it, please don’t trip
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| Sat me down on the couch and started suckin' my dick
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| One lickin' my dick, one suckin' my balls
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| It all jumped off from a phone call
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| I was high as fuck, lonely as shit
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| I ain’t even think you was gon' bring the bitch
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| Now it’s two bad bitches layin' on my floor
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| While I’m rollin' up dope in my bathrobe
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| Don’t make me chase that pearl
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| That pussy changed my world
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| I wanna fuck you, girl
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| I wanna fuck you, baby girl
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| Don’t make me chase that pearl
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| That pussy changed my world
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| I wanna fuck you, girl
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| I wanna fuck you, baby girl |