Bonerjams

Mascara got lashes on fleek
Not scared to fight a nigga in the streets
Bomb weed got the j's in a fleet
Bar maid I think she love to mix my drink
It was never really cool now that you think
Some would play the on friends smh
Call me Dr. love but I got no P.H.
I'm in her fruit lots of juice we go v8

Familiar like it's happened once again
Chosen odd song for the last dance
Looking cool hope you remember this stance
Where your from again, do you go Back
They say some is prophesied so relax
Do you survive, toss of the hat
Look in my eyes, can you see that
Look at the stars, first time again
She don't want money but gotta have dough to fuck with her
Like tax season yeah you know I'm bout to fuck it up
Could of had it last season we was acting up
Not for the sad reason that I was in love
Cant leave in vain all the teasing I can feel that rush
In the dark or in a blaze I see the blush
In a zone or in a phase tunnel vision blurred
Patty cake patty cake slap it up

Bad chick got me rubbing on her feet
Weird shit got her heals in my meat
Said i can get it but first i gotta feast
Eat to live girl its bone appetite
No DV she keep that face and pussy beat
No VD I hit reverse if it's smelly
She back it up and it's going to the beat
I back it up in my mind full HD



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Hawkins
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