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I need a red bone from Texas, or a dark skin from Georgia
I ain't tryna waste either one of our times, so i'ma show you
That i'm solid as they come, i'm real in real life, I ain't no poser
I match energy you put yo' all in this, I 4 you
Need a Latina from New York, or a snow bunny from Cali'
Tell me where you get yo' hair
Products, the Chinese store? or Sally's?
I'ma street nigga, I used to post in corners and in alleys
Nowadays I wanna see it all, from skyscrapers to valleys and

Aye now tell me what we doing, is this play or serious
Do I match the type you like?, or is you down right curious
They gon' try to go against, but that won't put no fear in us
Let's combine the fires in us, and show them we furious
And I love yo' natural hair, I just wanna play in it
And your swag on A-1, that ass a gon' and sway with it
I get inside of that pussy, throw it down and weigh in it
I don't pull out, turn the lights off, go to sleep I stay in it
You never ran the streets, but hear the principles and get it
Something 'bout your mind is different, in a good way I could dig it
You enrolled in school, so you not a dummy or a bigot
You got more book smart then streets,
But that don't mean I think you ignorant
See i'm cooling, you not on my case like no detective
You ain't never had a nigga spit about you on his record
You understand the way i'm wired, unlike all my exes
'Cause you pointed out, but say you kinda like how i'm aggressive
You say that turn you on, I rip yo' panties off just with my teeth
I flick my tongue up down your clit,
And watch you twitch all while I eat
I hope your neighbors don't mind all the noise, I make you screech
I make you cum,
That's back to back and now you gots replace the sheets
I eat it out your hand is on my head, you run your fingers thru
Flip you 'round I grab yo' hair, and I do what I came to do
Different angles hit in different spots, I know a thing or two
Yo' shit get way wetter then some of these bitches, I could name a few
I know I come off as ignorant, I speak without thinking
I done cleaned house of the marks, like I was housekeeping
I run the streets you under sheets, up in the house sleeping
Shoot his face I pull the trigger back, without blinking
I'm just trying to live up to your standards, for to be with you
I lean back in my seat, but I don't mind if I get seen with you
All them hours we work to get that check, I get that green with you
I ain't a social media nigga, but my saver screen is you
Put you in a Presidential Suite, don't check a ballot
Room service order what you want, expensive salad
Support me all the way, you love and recognize my talent

And yeah it's hard but I made that for her, so don't play Valid

I need a red bone from Texas, or a dark skin from Georgia
I ain't tryna waste either one of our times, so i'ma show you
That i'm solid as they come, i'm real in real life, I ain't no poser
I match energy you put yo' all in this, I 4 you
Need a Latina from New York, or a snow bunny from Cali'
Tell me where you get yo' hair
Products, the Chinese store? or Sally's?
I'ma street nigga, I used to post in corners and in alleys
Nowadays I wanna see it all, from skyscrapers to valleys and



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Writer(s): Jordan Riggs
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