Winky Face

Strap on my lap ain't the least bit legal
Make 'em all jump like the switch in the regal
Your bitch spread eagle sayin' you feeble
Blink once, I take your chips like a seagull
Flip a bitch like a kilo
I run shit and I'm rich like a pedo
She a freak hoe, serve you cheap like a bistro
Pussy like a sinkhole, she pop it like some Pringles
I'm movin' funny like I'm puttin' in a cheat code
Bitches lickin' dick like I fucked a bag of Cheetos
Lyin' with a cougar and she askin' for my Bebo
I just hit the streets though, her head game was weak bro
I'm playin' strip poker with seven hoes
Thuggin' outta Norfolk boy I keep it 11 toes
I might got a straight but these bitches ain't hetero
Puttin' on a show, I might have to make a cameo
Then adiós, pull up to the mall, get a mint shake
Cut a bitch off like I learned from my mistakes

Red Stag my crimson flask, bitch I'm tarnished
Mouth smells like varnish, ain't lost the groove yet
Dodge roll a fake bitch, I know your moveset
Tom Howard wasted, can't even two-step
Verified porker, dick got the blue check
Lambs to the slaughter, cork her like "Who's next?"
You can't even scream like Chris Hughes, I shoot necks
Step up on the scene with two TECs like "Who's next?"
Suplex a bitch in the bedroom
The dick switched her pitch like Max Headroom
Screamin' out like she in a red room
Way I pop these meds you'd think that I'd be dead soon
She's wearin' nothin' but lace up to her waist
Indicates she a diva so I hit her with the winky face
Tail chase, no shame, bring her back to my place
Ridin' on my face like a jockey in a horse race
Bitch



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Writer(s): Joe Jardine
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