Fairy Tales
Yeah, ugh, Maury
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh, aye, aye
She want to be my boo
When she ain't feeling you
She fiending for the dee
She pose her legs up in the air
When she not round you
She hit me around two
She got down on her knees
So don't believe in fairy tales
She want to be my boo
When she ain't feeling you
She fiending for the dee
She pose her legs up in the air
When she not round you
She hit me up round two
She got down on her knees
So don't believe in fairy tales
She jumped on my dick
Like a pool stick, ooo
Crank that back twice
She look back at me, yuu
Jockin' all my swagg
My gear, my ooo
Now she want to work
And clean my tool
She like to get it in early
Right before one thirty
Make it talk like a birdie
She trying to prove that she worthy
Hit me up on Thursday
I'll suck on them titties
So take of your bra
Know your boyfriend lurkin'
Not giving a fuck
As you walk through the mall
It's Maury baby in your stereo
It's Maury baby as your ring tone
Your man keeping calling
When you on airplane mode
And he will never know
She want to be my boo
When she ain't feeling you
She fiending for the dee
She pose her legs up in the air
When she not round you
She hit me around two
She got down on her knees
So don't believe in fairy tales
She want to be my boo
When she ain't feeling you
She fiending for the dee
She pose her legs up in the air
When she not round you
She hit me up round two
She got down on her knees
So don't believe in fairy tales
I be doing my damn thing, aye
I don't play them damn games
Now she kissing on my neck, yeah
I keep her drippin' weh-eh-eh-eh-et
She said that she in love with me
She want to fuck without a rubber
I never eat the box
I just beat the box
And if you try it again
I'ma cut you off like a padlock
Matter fact, blocked
You told me Maury that feels amazing
We fucked in his car, cause you shady
We riding around in his car, cause you crazy
Don't be salty when you get caught
Then you'll hate me
She want to be my boo
When she ain't feeling you
She fiending for the dee
She pose her legs up in the air
When she not round you
She hit me around two
She got down on her knees
So don't believe in fairy tales
She want to be my boo
When she ain't feeling you
She fiending for the dee
She pose her legs up in the air
When she not round you
She hit me up round two
She got down on her knees
So don't believe in fairy tales
Okay, yeah, yeah, yeah
Okay, yeah, yeah, yeah
Okay, yeah, yeah, yeah
Okay, yeah, yeah, yeah
Okay, yeah, yeah, yeah
Okay, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh, aye, aye
She want to be my boo
When she ain't feeling you
She fiending for the dee
She pose her legs up in the air
When she not round you
She hit me around two
She got down on her knees
So don't believe in fairy tales
She want to be my boo
When she ain't feeling you
She fiending for the dee
She pose her legs up in the air
When she not round you
She hit me up round two
She got down on her knees
So don't believe in fairy tales
She jumped on my dick
Like a pool stick, ooo
Crank that back twice
She look back at me, yuu
Jockin' all my swagg
My gear, my ooo
Now she want to work
And clean my tool
She like to get it in early
Right before one thirty
Make it talk like a birdie
She trying to prove that she worthy
Hit me up on Thursday
I'll suck on them titties
So take of your bra
Know your boyfriend lurkin'
Not giving a fuck
As you walk through the mall
It's Maury baby in your stereo
It's Maury baby as your ring tone
Your man keeping calling
When you on airplane mode
And he will never know
She want to be my boo
When she ain't feeling you
She fiending for the dee
She pose her legs up in the air
When she not round you
She hit me around two
She got down on her knees
So don't believe in fairy tales
She want to be my boo
When she ain't feeling you
She fiending for the dee
She pose her legs up in the air
When she not round you
She hit me up round two
She got down on her knees
So don't believe in fairy tales
I be doing my damn thing, aye
I don't play them damn games
Now she kissing on my neck, yeah
I keep her drippin' weh-eh-eh-eh-et
She said that she in love with me
She want to fuck without a rubber
I never eat the box
I just beat the box
And if you try it again
I'ma cut you off like a padlock
Matter fact, blocked
You told me Maury that feels amazing
We fucked in his car, cause you shady
We riding around in his car, cause you crazy
Don't be salty when you get caught
Then you'll hate me
She want to be my boo
When she ain't feeling you
She fiending for the dee
She pose her legs up in the air
When she not round you
She hit me around two
She got down on her knees
So don't believe in fairy tales
She want to be my boo
When she ain't feeling you
She fiending for the dee
She pose her legs up in the air
When she not round you
She hit me up round two
She got down on her knees
So don't believe in fairy tales
Okay, yeah, yeah, yeah
Okay, yeah, yeah, yeah
Okay, yeah, yeah, yeah
Okay, yeah, yeah, yeah
Okay, yeah, yeah, yeah
Okay, yeah, yeah, yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Emari Lewis
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.