S.O.S

Spade
Morningstar
9am
Wake the fuck up
Let's go off
Bitch let's go off
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah now make it clap
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Make it clap
Yeah yeah make it bounce bitch

Baby hit that split real
And drop it low
Then sit it on my face
And butterfly and tootsie roll
It don't matter
You in office
Or the pole
Just to let you know
I'm tryna suck out your soul

I'm tryna suck out your
Suck out your Soul
Sit it on my lips and butter fly and tootsie roll
Whoa whoa whoa
I'm tryna suck out your
Suck out your soul
Girl sit it on my lips and butterfly and tootsie roll
Whoa whoa whoa

Damn baby you're about thicker
Than a snicker's
And looking edible
You can bet that
I'm trying to lick you
Your legs up on my shoulders
In this kitchen
Your body twitching
Knowing I'm way better
Than your Mister
Fuck that Nigga
I bet he a foul dude
And he a clown too
Lay on this couch
And I'm gonna show you
Just what this mouth do
Your body right for summer
You know you on fleek
Swallow this cucumber
Like Mina Marie
Little mama shake and
Jiggle them cheeks
She must be a succubus
The way she swallowed the D
And I know what I need
That kitty some cuisine and
I'm just trying to eat it
So call me le'freak

Baby hit that split real
And drop it low
Then sit it on my face
And butterfly and tootsie roll
It don't matter
You in office
Or the pole
Just to let you know
I'm tryna suck out your soul

I'm tryna suck out your
Suck out your Soul
Sit it on my lips and butter fly and tootsie roll
Whoa whoa whoa
I'm tryna suck out your
Suck out your soul
Girl sit it on my lips and butterfly and tootsie roll
Whoa whoa whoa

Girl I'm trying to chop you down
Like samurai champloo
And start to entice
That pussy to typhoon
Tell my chins
Bout wet as a monsoon
Call yo dude
Let him know
That you won't see
Your man soon
Nope
ISpy With my very eye
Something that's very fine
And I heard it taste like berries
Yes I want that panty pie
No my hunger won't subside
I never satisfied
Trying to stick
My tongue inside
A bad nympho on overdrive
Shorty ratchet
With more cakes than a bakery
Got this Demon semen
I'll cream you like a pastry
Dick up in your stomach
Got you crazy
When you're away from me
Baby shaking let's see
How much you can take the D

Baby hit that split real
And drop it low
Then sit it on my face
And butterfly and tootsie roll
It don't matter
You in office
Or the pole
Just to let you know
I'm tryna suck out your soul

I'm tryna suck out your
Suck out your Soul
Sit it on my lips and butter fly and tootsie roll
Whoa whoa whoa
I'm tryna suck out your
Suck out your soul
Girl sit it on my lips and butterfly and tootsie roll
Whoa whoa whoa

Ugh let's go
Uh Sit on my lips
And butterfly and tootsie roll
Whoa whoa whoa
Let's go
Sit it on my lips
And sit it sit it on my lips
Yeah yeah yeah
Ah ha
Sit it on my lips and butterfly
And tootsie roll
Whoa whoa whoa
I'm tryna see some ass shaking
In this motherfucker
If the party be thumping
It's a 9 am production
Bitch



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Writer(s): Aaron Griggs
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