PINK ON DA BEAT

He like me more cuz my pussy lil pinker
Two in the pink and keep one in my stinker
Switching it up, I ain't using a blinker
I need all of your attention just like I'm tinker
Bell
Stay with the green, I ain't talking bout kale
I'm fucking your nigga he under my spell
Bald bitch think she can take my nigga, yeah okay little bill
Known to catch balls like I'm O'dell
All you hating ass bitches gon end up in hell
Dumb bitch celibate her nigga in jail
She chasing her dreams but I couldn't tell
He fell for this pussy no wishing well

Baby it's Pink

I'm talking my shit
While he play with my clit
He whipping the stick
And he flipping his bricks
You not a real trapper you serve out the zips
Trynna stop my shine like a solar eclipse
Draft day pink got hella picks
Cannot decide, I'll take 'em both just like some Twix
Like oil and water I stay out the mix

These niggas can't date pink I make they nerves bad
Went from being pressed to a bitch he could never have
She not even a baddie she just got some ass
You dusty lil bitches need to learn about some class
You know how pink be, fuck him real good then I'm doing the dash
You be counting your likes while I'm counting my cash

Bitch it's pink



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Writer(s): Christine O
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