Stamina
She says I ain't got no manners, yeah
We just chilling in pyjamas, yeah
Got her booty good for stamina, yeah
I've been ducking, dodging cameras
Others they don't matter
I'm so cold my heart is frozen, yeah
Booty big, I think it's swollen, yeah
She ride that dick like it's was stolen, yeah
She makes me feel like I was chosen
Wetter than the ocean on that pole, she so golden
Hold up, smoking stogie
Flexing, flexing in the open
We not hiding, never private (scrr scrr)
Yeah she open like a Motorola (prr prr)
Control her, like a stroller
Sliding, sliding like a scroller
She grabbing, grabbing on my scrotum (scrr)
Off the head, bars I never wrote them
I'm so focus, really going bunkers, yeah
Jumping like a locust, niggas always hoping
Don't you think that I don't notice
Calling everyday, ain't no time for tripping though, I'm just tryna get paid
I'm the man, I know it, ain't gotta do nothing to show it
Her body's so gorgeous, it got me feeling like a poet
If beauty was for sale, I bet no nigga could afford it
She bad, record it, that's why.
She says I ain't got no manners, yeah
We just chilling in pyjamas, yeah
Got her booty good for stamina, yeah
I've been ducking, dodging cameras
Others they don't matter
I'm so cold my heart is frozen, yeah
Booty big, I think it's swollen, yeah
She ride that dick like it's was stolen, yeah
She makes me feel like I was chosen
Wetter than the ocean on that pole, she so golden
Hold up, need more soda
Codeine, codeine in my soda
We wilding, wilding 'til its over
Short skirt yeah, short like Sharapova's
We some grown ups, so we not playing
I show her tricks, I'm David Blaine
She's so addicted, that's that cocaine
And I'm a zombie, I need more praying
She wetter than the rain, drop!
Why you friendly to these lames, stop!
You think these groupies' in your lane?, they not
Now put that thing up in my face and make it pop
I'm always right there in the in-zone
I make her ride it with some heels on
I'm going hard, I make a movie on a slow mo'
When she need me, I will never ever be a no-show, but.
She says I ain't got no manners, yeah
We just chilling in pyjamas, yeah
Got her booty good for stamina, yeah
I've been ducking, dodging cameras
Others they don't matter
I'm so cold my heart is frozen, yeah
Booty big, I think it's swollen, yeah
She ride that dick like it's was stolen, yeah
She makes me feel like I was chosen
Wetter than the ocean on that pole, she so golden
We just chilling in pyjamas, yeah
Got her booty good for stamina, yeah
I've been ducking, dodging cameras
Others they don't matter
I'm so cold my heart is frozen, yeah
Booty big, I think it's swollen, yeah
She ride that dick like it's was stolen, yeah
She makes me feel like I was chosen
Wetter than the ocean on that pole, she so golden
Hold up, smoking stogie
Flexing, flexing in the open
We not hiding, never private (scrr scrr)
Yeah she open like a Motorola (prr prr)
Control her, like a stroller
Sliding, sliding like a scroller
She grabbing, grabbing on my scrotum (scrr)
Off the head, bars I never wrote them
I'm so focus, really going bunkers, yeah
Jumping like a locust, niggas always hoping
Don't you think that I don't notice
Calling everyday, ain't no time for tripping though, I'm just tryna get paid
I'm the man, I know it, ain't gotta do nothing to show it
Her body's so gorgeous, it got me feeling like a poet
If beauty was for sale, I bet no nigga could afford it
She bad, record it, that's why.
She says I ain't got no manners, yeah
We just chilling in pyjamas, yeah
Got her booty good for stamina, yeah
I've been ducking, dodging cameras
Others they don't matter
I'm so cold my heart is frozen, yeah
Booty big, I think it's swollen, yeah
She ride that dick like it's was stolen, yeah
She makes me feel like I was chosen
Wetter than the ocean on that pole, she so golden
Hold up, need more soda
Codeine, codeine in my soda
We wilding, wilding 'til its over
Short skirt yeah, short like Sharapova's
We some grown ups, so we not playing
I show her tricks, I'm David Blaine
She's so addicted, that's that cocaine
And I'm a zombie, I need more praying
She wetter than the rain, drop!
Why you friendly to these lames, stop!
You think these groupies' in your lane?, they not
Now put that thing up in my face and make it pop
I'm always right there in the in-zone
I make her ride it with some heels on
I'm going hard, I make a movie on a slow mo'
When she need me, I will never ever be a no-show, but.
She says I ain't got no manners, yeah
We just chilling in pyjamas, yeah
Got her booty good for stamina, yeah
I've been ducking, dodging cameras
Others they don't matter
I'm so cold my heart is frozen, yeah
Booty big, I think it's swollen, yeah
She ride that dick like it's was stolen, yeah
She makes me feel like I was chosen
Wetter than the ocean on that pole, she so golden
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Writer(s): Sibabalwe Fiphaza
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