Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wifin' You, artist - Montana of 300. Date of issue: 27.04.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Wifin' You |
| I cut off all my bitches, only thing on my mind is you |
| And whenever I’m hittin' it, I’m thinkin' 'bout spending my life with you |
| Swear, while I be pipin' you |
| Swear, I’m thinkin' 'bout wifin' you |
| I make lots of money, but I still make time for you |
| You’re sweeter than honey, and these other bitches ain’t fly as you |
| Swear, while I be pipin' you |
| Swear, I’m thinkin' 'bout wifin' you |
| You be my woman, my wife, I promise to love you for life |
| You got more juice than Sunny Delight |
| I’ll be your plumber, give you pipe |
| See, she make me think I can sing, make me forget that I rap |
| She cook me breakfast on the stove, I slide my dick in from the back |
| I’m in love with this bitch |
| While she ride this dick, I be rubbin' her tits |
| Sometimes I can’t help it, I think to myself |
| Man, this pussy so good, I might cum in this bitch |
| Say yes or say no, the decision is yours |
| Was gettin' lots of bitches, now mission abort |
| I cut bitches off like umbilical cords |
| Now come ride this dick cause it’s yours |
| I’m ridin' with you to wherever God take us |
| The haters can’t break us, girl let’s stack this cake up |
| I feel on your booty while you do your makeup |
| I make time for you just like my name was Jacob |
| I don’t ever worry cause I think you worthy |
| Like, James up the game, and I hung up my jersey |
| It’s DBC gang, yeah that’s why I talk dirty |
| And every time we bangin', you bust like my .30 |
| I cut off all my bitches, only thing on my mind is you |
| And whenever I’m hittin' it, I’m thinkin' 'bout spending my life with you |
| Swear, while I be pipin' you |
| Swear, I’m thinkin' 'bout wifin' you |
| I make lots of money, but I still make time for you |
| You’re sweeter than honey, and these other bitches ain’t fly as you |
| Swear, while I be pipin' you |
| Swear, I’m thinkin' 'bout wifin' you |
| I used to have lots of hoes, shawty thought I was a pimp |
| See, she fell in love with my stroke, she ain’t know that I could swim |
| She throw that ass back for a G, she know she fuck with a boss |
| I love when she cum on my D, hop up and she lick it all off |
| Got me gravitatin' with infatuation |
| Had to cut em' off, baby, amputation |
| Made that cancellation for a damn queen |
| Now my hands clean, baby, sanitation |
| Colder than winter, don’t wanna lose her |
| She a winner, my favorite place is up in her |
| Slide in like a splinter, might treat that pussy like dinner |
| Legs in the air like antennas |
| Then climb up on top like a wrestler, she down for the count |
| Hold her leg up whenever I pin her |
| I cut like a diller, my baby cum, I cum with her |
| Take care of that box, I deliver, she wet like a river |
| She drippin', we lit like a candle |
| I’m thumbin' the clit like I’m flickin' through channels |
| We switch positions, I spank her with no paddle |
| I came on her back like a camel, she shake and I rattle |
| I cut off all my bitches, only thing on my mind is you |
| And whenever I’m hittin' it, I’m thinkin' 'bout spending my life with you |
| Swear, while I be pipin' you |
| Swear, I’m thinkin' 'bout wifin' you |
| I make lots of money, but I still make time for you |
| You’re sweeter than honey, and these other bitches ain’t fly as you |
| Swear, while I be pipin' you |
| Swear, I’m thinkin' 'bout wifin' you |