Wop
Pulled up to the club
drunk as a bitch
I had an eighth in my trippy kit
I met a freak out in Houston
she want to get come through and get high til the kitty drip
see she fell in love with the Banga
I hit the back of the box
I made that little bitch cum so hard
her dumbass couldn't see
That's the Fettiest Wap
We bring the pressure on them
We in the club and them nigga be muggin
we calling them biscuits
that jelly on them
I am a master barber with these fades
Baltimore that's in my veins
titty boy them with these chains
hard as hell to get a strap in the club
but them niggas aint checkin for blades
Come to my crib
you don't see nothing but hoes in the kitchen
flambéing the craziest grits
I am in the bedroom
I'm getting it warmed up
how many niggas gone drill in it foul
master the pussy and train her to bow
rocks off with my socks off
in a chokehold then I spit in her mouth
Niggas be knowing me
I do that bitch like a dreidel menorah
it's Hanukkah spinning her ovaries
that's why she leave me
Cause niggas ain't shit
but truth is she still can't get over me
I hit the box then I passed to my man
Like I'm Manu Ginobli
You ever got gut fucked with a thumb in your butt
while you bumping that Jodeci
Waist trainer with the squeeze
I can't be hitting the gram
First 48 dead
she going back to her man
she going back to her man
drunk as a bitch
I had an eighth in my trippy kit
I met a freak out in Houston
she want to get come through and get high til the kitty drip
see she fell in love with the Banga
I hit the back of the box
I made that little bitch cum so hard
her dumbass couldn't see
That's the Fettiest Wap
We bring the pressure on them
We in the club and them nigga be muggin
we calling them biscuits
that jelly on them
I am a master barber with these fades
Baltimore that's in my veins
titty boy them with these chains
hard as hell to get a strap in the club
but them niggas aint checkin for blades
Come to my crib
you don't see nothing but hoes in the kitchen
flambéing the craziest grits
I am in the bedroom
I'm getting it warmed up
how many niggas gone drill in it foul
master the pussy and train her to bow
rocks off with my socks off
in a chokehold then I spit in her mouth
Niggas be knowing me
I do that bitch like a dreidel menorah
it's Hanukkah spinning her ovaries
that's why she leave me
Cause niggas ain't shit
but truth is she still can't get over me
I hit the box then I passed to my man
Like I'm Manu Ginobli
You ever got gut fucked with a thumb in your butt
while you bumping that Jodeci
Waist trainer with the squeeze
I can't be hitting the gram
First 48 dead
she going back to her man
she going back to her man
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Writer(s): Edem Kwame
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