Al Capoña
Al Capone once said you can go a long way with a smile
But you can go a lot further with a smile and a gun
When i throw this ass back he be like blackow
Then i put it in his face till he black out
My ex nigga still quick to bring that stick out
And if i call he gone eat it like kung pow
Baby come and suck it like a peach
Beat the pussy up down to the white meat yaya
Bitch i call the shots call me Al Capoña ya
Put ya hands on it baby done be scared nahh
When i brush up on it daddy grow a third leg
I'ma beauty in the sheets but a beast with the head
I count the money while he blow my fucking back out
He cut the check then i clock out
You hoes stay poppin pussy need to pop a tic tac
You cant get no interview hoe i don't chit chat
If she snitching ill snap a bitch like a kit kat
And i dont play i step on necks till they desat
Get ya bread game up get ya head game up broke niggas make me sick
I swear i done got better head from a bitch
So you can keep da cock cause my glock gotta dick
Oh you like dat huh yea you like dat lick the balls till he fall asleep thats a nap sack
Yea i got that florida water no cap yea i got that florida water no tap
Baby come and suck it like a peach beat the pussy up down to the white meat ya ya
Bitch i call the shots call me Al Capoña ya
I call the shots call me Al Capoña ya
He like the way i lick the champagne glass so i made him stick his tongue in my ass ya Ya
Bitch i call the shots call me Al Capoña ya i call the shots call me Al Capoña ya
Pussy hoe this a stick up im fucking on yo nigga diabetic pussy cause it taste like sugar
It be bussing like a trigger bust one bust two bust three sheesh
I told him get on his knees i got that nigga on a leash yea i tell him when to skeet
Yo money yo keys it's a robbery
I Saved yo number under Bubba Gump
Ya mami should've took it in the but
I shoulda let you fuck ya self nigga now you aint got nothing left
And yo shit went limp quick ain't no top yo shit like putting on lip stick
Coulda kept the pussy wolverine
Uhh shouldn't have blessed you with this summer's eve uhhh
Dumb hoes so annoying sneak dissin gets no tea
You looking for a fuck giver i am not one
You lookin for a dollar bitch I ain't got one
Hoes mad cause they niggas don't want them
They jumping in and out of whips and don't own them
Stomach growling eyes bleeding cause i don't get sleep
This the day you gone be deceased for playing with a beast
So understand me there aint no playing me its fuck a nigga and
Im quick to pop a plan b its fuck a nigga and I'm quick to pop a plan b
Baby come and suck it like a peach beat the pussy up down to the white meat ya ya
Bitch i call the shots call me Al Capoña ya
I call the shots call me Al Capoña ya
He like the way i lick the champagne glass
So i made him stick his tongue in my ass ya ya
Bitch i call the shots call me Al Capoña ya i call the shots call me Al Capoña ya
Come here come here do what the fuck I said get on yo mother fucking knees
Eat this mother fucking pussy got dammit
It's dripping its dripping catch it catch the water catch the mother fucking water nigga
Alright good boy clap it up good boy alright alright
But you can go a lot further with a smile and a gun
When i throw this ass back he be like blackow
Then i put it in his face till he black out
My ex nigga still quick to bring that stick out
And if i call he gone eat it like kung pow
Baby come and suck it like a peach
Beat the pussy up down to the white meat yaya
Bitch i call the shots call me Al Capoña ya
Put ya hands on it baby done be scared nahh
When i brush up on it daddy grow a third leg
I'ma beauty in the sheets but a beast with the head
I count the money while he blow my fucking back out
He cut the check then i clock out
You hoes stay poppin pussy need to pop a tic tac
You cant get no interview hoe i don't chit chat
If she snitching ill snap a bitch like a kit kat
And i dont play i step on necks till they desat
Get ya bread game up get ya head game up broke niggas make me sick
I swear i done got better head from a bitch
So you can keep da cock cause my glock gotta dick
Oh you like dat huh yea you like dat lick the balls till he fall asleep thats a nap sack
Yea i got that florida water no cap yea i got that florida water no tap
Baby come and suck it like a peach beat the pussy up down to the white meat ya ya
Bitch i call the shots call me Al Capoña ya
I call the shots call me Al Capoña ya
He like the way i lick the champagne glass so i made him stick his tongue in my ass ya Ya
Bitch i call the shots call me Al Capoña ya i call the shots call me Al Capoña ya
Pussy hoe this a stick up im fucking on yo nigga diabetic pussy cause it taste like sugar
It be bussing like a trigger bust one bust two bust three sheesh
I told him get on his knees i got that nigga on a leash yea i tell him when to skeet
Yo money yo keys it's a robbery
I Saved yo number under Bubba Gump
Ya mami should've took it in the but
I shoulda let you fuck ya self nigga now you aint got nothing left
And yo shit went limp quick ain't no top yo shit like putting on lip stick
Coulda kept the pussy wolverine
Uhh shouldn't have blessed you with this summer's eve uhhh
Dumb hoes so annoying sneak dissin gets no tea
You looking for a fuck giver i am not one
You lookin for a dollar bitch I ain't got one
Hoes mad cause they niggas don't want them
They jumping in and out of whips and don't own them
Stomach growling eyes bleeding cause i don't get sleep
This the day you gone be deceased for playing with a beast
So understand me there aint no playing me its fuck a nigga and
Im quick to pop a plan b its fuck a nigga and I'm quick to pop a plan b
Baby come and suck it like a peach beat the pussy up down to the white meat ya ya
Bitch i call the shots call me Al Capoña ya
I call the shots call me Al Capoña ya
He like the way i lick the champagne glass
So i made him stick his tongue in my ass ya ya
Bitch i call the shots call me Al Capoña ya i call the shots call me Al Capoña ya
Come here come here do what the fuck I said get on yo mother fucking knees
Eat this mother fucking pussy got dammit
It's dripping its dripping catch it catch the water catch the mother fucking water nigga
Alright good boy clap it up good boy alright alright
Credits
Writer(s): Julissa Bembry
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