Amy Winehouse

Okay, okay
Yeah

So you wanna take my bitch no way
Yeah you silly damn I'm pissed, yeah
Really might fuck your bitch
Fuck her right in my fucking money
Dance in her clit
You got Chanel on your choker
Say "X boy your dick is a cobra"
I'm gon' fuck your friends girl I told ya'
I'm gon' fuck your friends girl I told ya'
Get your skeet for the night, just might
Mix lean with the sprite, just might
Get your skeet for the night, just might
Mix lean with the sprite, bitch
God damn boy, sudden I can't walk now
All that shit that you was talking boy what's up now?
All these slits upon my wrist like Amy Winehouse
Who gon' fuck me, yeah yeah yeah
I don't get mad, no more
I just fuck harder and harder and
I don't get mad, no more
I just fuck harder and harder and
I don't get mad, no more
I just fuck harder and harder and harder and harder and harder and
God damn, god damn, god damn, god damn (Yeah)
God damn, god damn, god damn
God damn, god damn, god damn, god damn (Okay)
God damn, god damn, god- (Okay)
God damn, god damn, god- (Okay, okay, okay, oh-yeah-ah)
God damn, god damn, god damn, god damn (Okay)
God damn, god damn, god damn, god damn (Okay)
Okay, okay



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Writer(s): Jahseh Onfroy, Willie Gardner
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