Lyrics Inka Binka - Stevie Stone

Inka Binka

Ha haa, put up wish master
Basement beats flamoose
Hit me ha hey
They call me miracle I’m strutten in those high heels,
you stick your booty out when you see those windmills
I need those bigger wheels
See that’s a done deal
She gotta thong on, now watch me spin those wheels
I ain’t playing with cha I’m tryna holla at ya
She grabbed me by the collar had to through some dollars at her
Shes sippin 5.2 think I thought it out dawg get it in the backseat
Put it to the dashboard
She’s a super freak but yeah she on the cover, how much her name
at dress and your phone number de de due dear setter the run tone
setters its maccaveli on the cover lover,
She bad she bad she bad she bad,
She gotta inka binka babah licka ah bah boobalicka ah
Chu cooko boobo licka a go u
I’m bad I’m bad I’m bad I’m bad
I gotta inka binka bubbah licka ah bah boobalicka ah chu
cooko boobo licka ah go cho
Cheak it
What it is mummy I wanna be your papi
I got some freaky tails and hot exotic topics and when we get it started
I don’t see any us stoppen its just some hard core anticipated
Real bed rocking ill watch you take it off and get your body warm
See we gun breaka sweats see this is how it enormous
I got that inka binka nd I’m take a peeka I wanna spray it out
I’m getting deeper nd deeper I got me dead wrong she got her own
Song she got ah chu coco cabobo on her ringtone say she
Love when it swallows I had a little pass I’m making anchala I never
met a bad girl
Its your birthday
Its ur birthday
Shake it like your birthday