Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Chocolate Darling , by - Poundz. Release date: 22.04.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Chocolate Darling |
| Yo, excuse me, darling, chocolate darling |
| Looking on fleek, can I beg your pardon? |
| Man been here from morning |
| Got a sweet one calling (Sweet one) |
| This brown one, she leng and her arse so big |
| But her attitude jarring |
| Baby, let me wet it like garden |
| Yo, excuse me, darling, chocolate darling |
| Looking on fleek, can I beg your pardon? |
| Man been here from morning |
| Got a sweet one calling (Sweet one) |
| This brown one, she leng and her arse so big |
| But her attitude jarring |
| Baby, let me wet it like garden |
| Sweet one looking oh so cray |
| I love your tight jeans and your fine-ass waist (Tight waist) |
| Big back make the whole room shake |
| Your LV outfit, that’s a grown-gyal taste (That's grown) |
| In the club or the back of the rave |
| I got my ting tucked, act tough, get shaved (Ching ching) |
| I don’t know why them man talk cray |
| It’s like they wan' sleep six feet in a grave (Bow) |
| I could buy you Dior, holdin' the store |
| Grass but a nigga need more (Need dro) |
| Two hands on a four, man’s breaking the law |
| This hammer ain’t nothin' like Thor’s (Bow) |
| Cute gyal, kinda thick, sweet one with the hips |
| Feel me, come around five or six |
| Come wine and twist for it |
| Back and flick |
| Show Meg about a stallion dick |
| Yo, excuse me, darling, chocolate darling |
| Looking on fleek, can I beg your pardon? |
| Man been here from morning |
| Got a sweet one calling (Sweet one) |
| This brown one, she leng and her arse so big |
| But her attitude jarring |
| Baby, let me wet it like garden |
| Yo, excuse me, darling, chocolate darling |
| Looking on fleek, can I beg your pardon? |
| Man been here from morning |
| Got a sweet one calling (Sweet one) |
| This brown one, she leng and her arse so big |
| But her attitude jarring |
| Baby, let me wet it like garden |
| Got a style on me |
| Babe, if you’re bad, show me your head back (Show me) |
| I ain’t spending no money, no setbacks |
| If you’re able, show me what you bring to the table |
| If not, then bruk it on me (Bruk) |
| In this life, baby, nothing for free |
| Machine long, the corn ain’t cheap |
| Vroomskrrr, let me in the street |
| Baby girl, can you bruk it on me? |
| (Can you?) |
| Matter fact, can you hold this for me? |
| Then you might see yourself in Gucci (You might) |
| Or Louis, or whatever (Wha' ya like?) |
| Back of the roads, I’m there (There) |
| Big machine or wetters |
| Back of the roads, I’m there (There) |
| Tell them man be scare |
| Yo, excuse me, darling, chocolate darling |
| Looking on fleek, can I beg your pardon? |
| Man been here from morning |
| Got a sweet one calling (Sweet one) |
| This brown one, she leng and her arse so big |
| But her attitude jarring |
| Baby, let me wet it like garden |
| Yo, excuse me, darling, chocolate darling |
| Looking on fleek, can I beg your pardon? |
| Man been here from morning |
| Got a sweet one calling (Sweet one) |
| This brown one, she leng and her arse so big |
| But her attitude jarring |
| Baby, let me wet it like garden |
| I did it, back of the roads, I did it |
| Big booty gyal, leave her limping |
| Hit the pussy, am no witness, yeahee |
| I did it, back of the roads, I did it |
| Big booty gyal, leave her limping |
| Hit the pussy, am no witness, yeahee |
| Got a sweet one calling |
| Baby girl ring off my phone from morning |
| Sexy gyal, wine up your waist, no stalling |
| Arch your back, go take the ramz like barking |
| Wududum walk with the ramz, no barking |
| Get shot, darg, you’re a target, uh |
| Boom that one there bark it, uh |
| Baby girl, come and park it |
| I’ll bruk off ya back, my gyal |
| Yo, all my sweet ones bad |
| Shorty wanna bruk off a mean-ass back |
| I just wanna beat off then grease that MAC |
| And burn my own clothes, fly yard and smash, smash |
| Whoa, can’t chat to bad man, you fool, uh |
| Take this yute to school |
| You’re my son, you fool |
| Yo, excuse me, darling, chocolate darling |
| Looking on fleek, can I beg your pardon? |
| Man been here from morning |
| Got a sweet one calling (Sweet one) |
| This brown one, she leng and her arse so big |
| But her attitude jarring |
| Baby, let me wet it like garden |
| (ILL BLU) |