Pressure

Oh this that pressure
(This that pressure)
Oh this that pressure
(This that pressure)
Oh this that pressure
(Hold up hold up hold up)
Oh this that pressure
(This that pressure)
Oh this that pressure
(This that pressure)
Oh this that pressure
(Say it wit ya chest)
She need that pressure
(She need that pressure)
She need that pressure
(she need that pressure)
She need that pressure
(Baby know what's next)
She need that pressure
(She need that pressure)
She need that pressure
(She need that pressure)
She need that pressure
(Baby hold ya breath)

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This that pressure
(Ayee)
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This that pressure
(Ayee)

This that shit that's been drivin' her crazy
Callin' me baby
Makin' her lazy
Needed my lovin'
She gone have to pay me
Smooth when she ride
I Call her Mercedes
She Did a 360
Buss ha down to 180
She wanted to scrimmage
I play make it take it
She want me to eat it
Then save it for later
She act like a freak
I guess Ima rate her
She been suckin' too long
Now my legs sleep
She was bobbin her head
To the damn beat
Baby went hard on my nuts
But I didn't bust
Bout ta go hard in ha guts
Squeezin' her butt
She love when we fuck

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This that pressure
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(Ayee)

She a freak when she high
I'm one hell of a guy
She gave me head with them eyes
Had that ass in the sky
Creamy coochie like pie
Baby twerkin' them thighs
She want crip in her side
She got grip when she ride
She expectin' to loose
She actin a fool
This a rendezvous
Sneaky link after 2
This how she move
I can see the truth
Then her hips got to rollin'
Got me thinkin' I'm rollin'
Baby know that I'm rollin'
After this girl I'm rollin'

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This that pressure
(Ayee)
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This that pressure
(Ayee)

I ain't giving no lectures (hell naw)
3.5 in the backwood nigga that's some pressure
Yo hoe easy like a study guide Ima test her
She asking all these questions bitch I ain't got the answers
Toxic lil bitch, she cancer
Can't even fuck with no bitch with no manners
Put her on the road and she took me to Atlanta
To meet up with a bitch that live in Alabama
Look, I been a beast at this rap shit
But I guess it's time to show y'all the beauty of the shit that I been doing
I don't think you could call it magic (Wallah)
And I got yo bitch, and yo bitch, yo bitch, in my room
Damn this shit gone get tragic (I hit em)
Now you niggas all in one room plotting on a nigga well damn
That's really some sad shit (Fuck y'all)
But anyways, watch your bitch
These bitches be hoein'
I hear SUGg say "cuhh keep going"
Blowing on somethin' fruity but it smell so potent
Return back to Earth then we back in motion
Drippin' when I walk like I came out the ocean
Bitch if we fucked then I'll never ever post ya
Return back to sender and that shit done went postal
Bitch I don't know you
This some pressure
Some shit that you can't measure
I put it on the dresser
Ain't no way that I can't stretch her
This some pressure
Some shit that you can't measure
I put it on the dresser
Ain't no way that I can't stretch her

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This that pressure
(Ayee)
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This that pressure
(Ayee)

Oh this that pressure
(This that pressure)
Oh this that pressure
(This that pressure)
Oh this that pressure
(Hold up hold up hold up)
Oh this that pressure
(This that pressure)
Oh this that pressure
(This that pressure)
Oh this that pressure
(Nigga)



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Writer(s): Joshua Brown
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