Bank
She bankin' on me I'm the bank
Real finesser lets just conversate (Sate)
She snackable I need a taste
PMO bachelor we love to play
Girl why you running, don't move that thang (Uh)
She gon cum when I do that thang
Me and yo nigga don't move the same (Move the same, hey-hey)
Girl what's your sign, whats your zodiac
I wanna know these facts (Girl)
I like how your nails be matching your bag
Most niggas ain't notice that
You fly, yuh I'm digging your swag (Swag)
Girl I'm hoping you notice that
You fine I'm trynna put dick in your spine
I'm sorry I just couldn't hold it back (Hold it back, huh)
I tried to just keep it a band, you couldn't even keep it a blue
They couldn't keep up
Thats why them niggas be leaching
Im finna keep me a tool
(Huh)
I know she ain't after fame
Cause she ain't come after fame (Aye, cmon)
Baby just send me the pin
I'm going the fastest way
You ain't that old hoe I used to be fucking, you and her nothing the same (No)
Don't care bout no cuffing you wanna keep busting
She said she already came
She got the tat with the bunny
She bout her money
She said she already gang (Uh-aye)
She love making love to me, but that ain't all we made
I don't wanna get tired of you (Wanna get tired of you, ooo)
I don't wanna get tired of you (Put this dick up inside of you, no)
I don't wanna get tired of you (Wanna get tired of you, yeah)
I don't wanna get tired
But that be hard with how much you on my mind
You wake up you got too many options (Options)
Pick out a fit baby whats in your closet
You like my G-lock cause you got it poppin'
Love what you do for the profit
Killer I'm all in her tonsils
She suck it sloppy, she like the Queen of the topping
I don't got kids but she keep on calling me Papi (Calling me Papi)
(Ha-ha)
Deep in it breaking her back she struggling
Dick in her mouth she mumbling (Mumbling)
Ion even need for nun of these supplements
I just get geeked for the fun of it
Back in my bag these niggas can't tell me nothing
But I can tell when they bluffing
Girl what would you do if I told you I love you (Told you I love you girl)
I don't wanna get tired of you (Wanna get tired of you)
I don't wanna get tired of you (Put this dick up inside of you, no)
I don't wanna get tired of you (Wanna get tired of you, yeah)
I don't wanna get tired
But that be hard with how much you on my mind
Real finesser lets just conversate (Sate)
She snackable I need a taste
PMO bachelor we love to play
Girl why you running, don't move that thang (Uh)
She gon cum when I do that thang
Me and yo nigga don't move the same (Move the same, hey-hey)
Girl what's your sign, whats your zodiac
I wanna know these facts (Girl)
I like how your nails be matching your bag
Most niggas ain't notice that
You fly, yuh I'm digging your swag (Swag)
Girl I'm hoping you notice that
You fine I'm trynna put dick in your spine
I'm sorry I just couldn't hold it back (Hold it back, huh)
I tried to just keep it a band, you couldn't even keep it a blue
They couldn't keep up
Thats why them niggas be leaching
Im finna keep me a tool
(Huh)
I know she ain't after fame
Cause she ain't come after fame (Aye, cmon)
Baby just send me the pin
I'm going the fastest way
You ain't that old hoe I used to be fucking, you and her nothing the same (No)
Don't care bout no cuffing you wanna keep busting
She said she already came
She got the tat with the bunny
She bout her money
She said she already gang (Uh-aye)
She love making love to me, but that ain't all we made
I don't wanna get tired of you (Wanna get tired of you, ooo)
I don't wanna get tired of you (Put this dick up inside of you, no)
I don't wanna get tired of you (Wanna get tired of you, yeah)
I don't wanna get tired
But that be hard with how much you on my mind
You wake up you got too many options (Options)
Pick out a fit baby whats in your closet
You like my G-lock cause you got it poppin'
Love what you do for the profit
Killer I'm all in her tonsils
She suck it sloppy, she like the Queen of the topping
I don't got kids but she keep on calling me Papi (Calling me Papi)
(Ha-ha)
Deep in it breaking her back she struggling
Dick in her mouth she mumbling (Mumbling)
Ion even need for nun of these supplements
I just get geeked for the fun of it
Back in my bag these niggas can't tell me nothing
But I can tell when they bluffing
Girl what would you do if I told you I love you (Told you I love you girl)
I don't wanna get tired of you (Wanna get tired of you)
I don't wanna get tired of you (Put this dick up inside of you, no)
I don't wanna get tired of you (Wanna get tired of you, yeah)
I don't wanna get tired
But that be hard with how much you on my mind
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Writer(s): Quinton Lewis
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