Moan

Hahahaha
Yeah, haha
Yeah, yeah haha

She said she want to bone
I put the dick inside of her and all she do is moan
We never in a zone, 'cause bitch you know we grown
Don't treat her as a friend
I treat her like I own
I can't pick up my phone
I do too many shows
I need to see my doctor
I fuck too many hoes
Bitch we can't be alone
Bring pals, like three or four
You're annoying just want throat, part 3 We Gotta Go!
She take off all my clothes, what's this smell? It's cologne
Girl, I'ma make you moan, moan, moan

I think shawty really fuckin' trippin', she just called me bae
Baby I just want the face, bitch I don't believe in faith
After I play with her feelings, slay her, then I go replace
You think that we talkin', no we fuckin'
I just can't embrace (Bitch!)
I just made a couple bitches happy, put them in Chanel
Made they mommas motherfuckin' happy, made 'em scream and yell
Hit it from the back girl, I won't tell and-

She said she want to bone
I put the dick inside of her and all she do is moan
We never in a zone, 'cause bitch you know we grown
Don't treat her as a friend
I treat her like I own
I can't pick up my phone
I do too many shows
I need to see my doctor
I fuck too many hoes
Bitch we can't be alone
Bring pals, like three or four
You're annoying just want throat, part 3 We Gotta Go!
She take off all my clothes, what's this smell? It's cologne
Girl, I'ma make you moan, moan, moan

Put gucci on her red slides, my diamonds on my neck shine
She give me head what's on your mind?
I beat it, eat it, break her spine
I make white hoes scream just like The Beatles
Sippin' lean, this not no Tito's
I know that hoe out of line, you see a nigga in his prime
I'm just trying to fuck on your cousin, tell her I don't bite
I'm just trying to fuck that bitch yeah, only for tonight
Can't get on my knees, I'm wearing Chrome Hearts and Off-White

She said she want to bone
I put the dick inside of her and all she do is moan
We never in a zone, 'cause bitch you know we grown
Don't treat her as a friend
I treat her like I own
I can't pick up my phone
I do too many shows
I need to see my doctor
I fuck too many hoes
Bitch we can't be alone
Bring pals, like three or four
You're annoying just want throat, part 3 We Gotta Go!
She take off all my clothes, what's this smell? It's cologne
Girl, I'ma make you moan, moan, moan



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Writer(s): Timothy Joseph Brown
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