| I need some niggas to minaj me
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| Diamonds to massage me
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| Scrap my low but they call me Mr. Cosby 'cause
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| I let em suck my pudding pop
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| I let em suck my pudding pop
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| Let em suck my pulling cup, let em let em suck my pudding pop
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| They call me Mr Cosby, they call me Mr Cosby 'cause
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| I let em suck my pudding pop
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| I let em suck my pudding pop
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| Let em suck my pudding pop, let em let em suck my pudding pop
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| You know she like the strawberry, bananas kill em nilla vanilla
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| The boy like the fush a real ass nigga
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| They paint a vivid picture
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| Mixing before I picture
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| I’m something like jealous puttie
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| Ice cold when I liquor
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| Girl, if I was a beer than you were
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| The hungsta balls of you right now
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| Unstoppable the flavor is barely rare
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| My suggar ball I’m stingy I can even shot
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| She say scrappy you knows like that seat
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| 'Cause when she on me she’s like goodness on the stick
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| My Kanye book with us don’t call me dangerous
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| 'Cause call me Mr Cosby 'cause
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| I let em suck my pudding pop
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| I let em suck my pudding pop
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| Let em suck my pulling cup, let em let em suck my pudding pop
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| They call me Mr Cosby, they call me Mr Cosby 'cause
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| I let em suck my pudding pop
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| I let em suck my pudding pop
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| Let em suck my pudding pop, let em let em suck my pudding pop
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| Yeah pud pud pudding pop, pudding pop
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| I let em suck my pudding pop
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| She try to go but she love my pop
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| May you never gonna see again
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| I turned her on, on the spot
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| And you may never gonna see again
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| And she liked it 'cause she tried it
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| So excited and she wanna fight it
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| Then she placed it it’s not be crazy
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| Looking faded this is what she say it
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| She say she like to pop out the box
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| The old school feeling, I leave her taste with the shop
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| I knock her out her socks, while she get a little taste her
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| The shawty look dick and I try to make it fig
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| And the nigga say ey
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| She say she the girl from the calender
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| We got the same tapes so I’m matching her
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| And I don’t know what kind of flavors doing after her
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| But the way she throw that pussy to make a message her
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| And I’m asking her is you cold girl
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| And do I taste good enough to beating your world
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| My pudding pop delicious
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| Don’t call me merlow baby call me Mr Cosy 'cause
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| 'Cause call me Mr Cosby 'cause
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| I let em suck my pudding pop
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| I let em suck my pudding pop
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| Let em suck my pulling cup, let em let em suck my pudding pop
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| They call me Mr Cosby, they call me Mr Cosby 'cause
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| I let em suck my pudding pop
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| I let em suck my pudding pop
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| Let em suck my pudding pop, let em let em suck my pudding pop |