Hit It

Da da da
Shauna Moon
Hit it
I'm so pretty like what the fuck
Yea

Pretty so what-at-at-at
Sloppy with that top-op-op-op
Crazy no I'm not-ot-ot-ot
Nasty ah ah ah

Hit it hit it hit it ayy
Hit it hit it hit it ooh
Hit it hit it hit it ayy
Come and get a taste

We fuck in the car
Move to the bed
Quickie up in the shower
Built like Clark Kent
But eating the pussy his superpower
Dog in heat looking for treats
I'm the meal he devours
I'm like candy sweet
Never sour

Calling me baby
But baby I need you to moan my name
Pretty girl face by Vermeer
I belong in a frame
We can talk but I don't speak
My time I reclaim
Oh, your nigga broke
Can't say the same
I don't ask for much
But my standards stay high
I need a smart dude
One who knows the square root of pi
Got to be tall and handsome
And whole lot of fine
Not a man like Future
I like 'em kind

Pretty so what-at-at-at
Sloppy with that top-op-op-op
Crazy no I'm not-ot-ot-ot
Nasty ah ah ah

Hit it hit it hit it ayy
Hit it hit it hit it ooh
Hit it hit it hit it ayy
Come and get a taste

Maybe it's Brandon
Maybe it's Michael
Got to thank Apple
Numbers are idle
Calling me Queen but Kylie your idol
It's giving Peter from the Bible
He love on this pussy
Whether it's bald or furry
It gonna get felt
Wild hair pussy yea
We call that coochie pelt
Casamigos and D'usse
Mind stuck in a three way
He looking for an out
So my lips caught him by the mouth
Snake yoga pose
Yet the arch poking out
Feelin' myself
Cuz I'm the baddest bitch around
Big bad wolf
I'm the baddest in this town
Facts
Gifting me Louis and Gucci
Hermes and a Moncler coat
Y'all bitches stay cold
That's why you got a sore throat
Ice stay on the wrists in Dubai
While we driving the boat
I won't tell you to die
I just won't care when you croak

Pretty so what-at-at-at
Sloppy with that top-op-op-op
Crazy no I'm not-ot-ot-ot
Nasty ah ah ah

Hit it hit it hit it ayy
Hit it hit it hit it ooh
Hit it hit it hit it ayy
Come and get a taste



Credits
Writer(s): Jessica Innis
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