She Got
You have four saved messages
Saved message
Hi baby
I'm on my way home
I gotta stop by a store and pick up some French Bread and some Whiskey
Uhhh, I was thinking maybe we could play some Black Jack tonight
I got that little thing you like
Call me back
I love you
My chick is dope homie
Walk through that office strutting like she was the one and only
She hold it down that girls a boss that's what I love bout shorty
She tell me I'm the one for her I tell her say it slowly
She says you're corny Cory
I said I know that though
Wait let me hold that door
Pull out her chair, if chivalry dead I'm the holy ghost
Give her my coat when it's chillier than the polar snow
Then grab her throat and slip her the D with a motorboat
I swear I'm just a
Gentleman like that
I think it's exciting when she goes in on the night cap
When she lit she gets fiesty
It's a venomous strike that
Makes others split and go hiding
It makes me wanna put hands up inside of her purple nighty
I'm crazy I'm fuckin loopy
How'd she get me locked down this tough
Ain't no more time for no groupies it's like
She's got ahold of my nuts
But I think I got a hold on her too
It's mutual we go together like glue
That's what we do
I tell her
She got
One of them bodies that made Andre wanna
Detox
I feel like Rahzel when we off L's and we
Beatbox
Don't call her bitch, yo, she will run your shit like
Reeboks
AI
There's just this crazy thing that
She got
Something I won't see again
I knew I had to lock her down quick
I think I'm fiending for what
She got
Something I ain't never seen
I think she might just be
The girl of my dreams
She so phenomenal
I'd let her momma know
She makes me wanna put babies in her abdominal
Bet they'd be honor roll
Shit we been on a roll
When she ask me I gladly eat her like she on a roll
Oh that's explicit ain't it
Should I have censored somethin'
Would you prefer I tame it down just so your kids can bump it
Bitch I ain't close to famous now
So I will not be stunted
I'm trying to tell the fuckin world how much my chick can run it
My bish she so thuggish
Ruggish
Do it in the back of the bucket
Fuck it
Talk about her bad get the musket
Buck it
Give it to her fast she can tuck it
Hide it
You ain't gonna find it
Two of a kind
Partners in crime
Bonnie and Clyde
You gotta love it
If you ever said
Anything negative about us fucker
You musta been buggin'
I am her fuckin McLovin
She is my Nicola
Sweet as a Coca Cola
Back when it had Coca Cola
Familia, Cosa Nostra
It's beautiful
So suitable
She harder than nails right down to the cuticle
I suppose it's somethin'
She got
One of them bodies that made Andre wanna
Detox
I feel like Rahzel when we off L's and we
Beatbox
Don't call her bitch, yo, she will run your shit like
Reeboks
AI
There's just this crazy thing that
She got
Something I won't see again
I knew I had to lock her down quick
I think I'm fiending for what
She got
Something I ain't never seen
I think she might just be
The girl of my dreams
One more thing, Babe
We're almost out of weed
So, call Tyler
Thanks Baby
Saved message
Hi baby
I'm on my way home
I gotta stop by a store and pick up some French Bread and some Whiskey
Uhhh, I was thinking maybe we could play some Black Jack tonight
I got that little thing you like
Call me back
I love you
My chick is dope homie
Walk through that office strutting like she was the one and only
She hold it down that girls a boss that's what I love bout shorty
She tell me I'm the one for her I tell her say it slowly
She says you're corny Cory
I said I know that though
Wait let me hold that door
Pull out her chair, if chivalry dead I'm the holy ghost
Give her my coat when it's chillier than the polar snow
Then grab her throat and slip her the D with a motorboat
I swear I'm just a
Gentleman like that
I think it's exciting when she goes in on the night cap
When she lit she gets fiesty
It's a venomous strike that
Makes others split and go hiding
It makes me wanna put hands up inside of her purple nighty
I'm crazy I'm fuckin loopy
How'd she get me locked down this tough
Ain't no more time for no groupies it's like
She's got ahold of my nuts
But I think I got a hold on her too
It's mutual we go together like glue
That's what we do
I tell her
She got
One of them bodies that made Andre wanna
Detox
I feel like Rahzel when we off L's and we
Beatbox
Don't call her bitch, yo, she will run your shit like
Reeboks
AI
There's just this crazy thing that
She got
Something I won't see again
I knew I had to lock her down quick
I think I'm fiending for what
She got
Something I ain't never seen
I think she might just be
The girl of my dreams
She so phenomenal
I'd let her momma know
She makes me wanna put babies in her abdominal
Bet they'd be honor roll
Shit we been on a roll
When she ask me I gladly eat her like she on a roll
Oh that's explicit ain't it
Should I have censored somethin'
Would you prefer I tame it down just so your kids can bump it
Bitch I ain't close to famous now
So I will not be stunted
I'm trying to tell the fuckin world how much my chick can run it
My bish she so thuggish
Ruggish
Do it in the back of the bucket
Fuck it
Talk about her bad get the musket
Buck it
Give it to her fast she can tuck it
Hide it
You ain't gonna find it
Two of a kind
Partners in crime
Bonnie and Clyde
You gotta love it
If you ever said
Anything negative about us fucker
You musta been buggin'
I am her fuckin McLovin
She is my Nicola
Sweet as a Coca Cola
Back when it had Coca Cola
Familia, Cosa Nostra
It's beautiful
So suitable
She harder than nails right down to the cuticle
I suppose it's somethin'
She got
One of them bodies that made Andre wanna
Detox
I feel like Rahzel when we off L's and we
Beatbox
Don't call her bitch, yo, she will run your shit like
Reeboks
AI
There's just this crazy thing that
She got
Something I won't see again
I knew I had to lock her down quick
I think I'm fiending for what
She got
Something I ain't never seen
I think she might just be
The girl of my dreams
One more thing, Babe
We're almost out of weed
So, call Tyler
Thanks Baby
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