Lookin'

Couple apps
Just to see where he at
Private pics of that dick, just to see what he pack
Bubble ass
Sit it on my lap
Sit it on my face
This shit here that crack
Rubber
I call that the gold ticket
Slap it on the ass, make that hole tickle
Ooh Doug you nasty boy
Just might flip it, rub it, smack it on them ass cheeks boy
Bust it back
Ain't no question, I'll bust in that
Make it clap
When I smack, might just take a nap
In them guts
Flip me over nigga, try your luck
I'm wild ass fuck
Feeling cunt, might just buy your tuck
Bands on me
Generous, might just buy a fuck
Smiling huh
Talk my shit, got that dick rising huh
I'm poppin' huh
Got you fantasizin' huh
I'm wildin' huh
Throw it my way then I'm sliding unh

You lookin'
You been searching for me tryna get this cookie
You lookin'
Ain't get no goodies from your man
You outchea playing hooky
You lookin'
You lookin'
You lookin'
You lookin' lookin'

Top, bottom, verse what team you playin' on
Say you caking, let me see what I'll be slayin' on
Unlock nigga, unlock
Blocked
Ass look like it been blown out
Unh-unh I cant do that
Love a good grip, thought you knew that
I can only get the mouth
Lemme see how good you chew that
Unh Unh chew that
No gag reflex, oh true that
Cock it back, bulls eye
Better duck your head when I shoot back
Couple apps, and they poppin'
Nigga tryna pull up thinking that he finna top me
Saw me once in person, now the nigga tryna stalk me
Heard I puts it down, go round for round, but this aint boxing
But he don't like to waste time
Adonis on his waist line
Said he tryna cross the state line
But all I want is face time
Swag on 1000, I think I'm getting dickfished
The fuck you 6'2
With a dick like a midget, bitch you trippin' nigga
Blocked

You lookin'
You been searching for me tryna get this cookie
You lookin'
Ain't get no goodies from your man
You outchea playing hooky
You lookin'
You lookin'
You lookin'
You lookin' lookin'



Credits
Writer(s): Douglas Avery Jr.
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