Sit On It (feat. Beatking)

Whooooaaaaa
Uh

Three sumn and Im drunk
Had a bottle and a blunt
Ho you know what I want
Skip the Netflix Im tryna fuck
Im in the Range Rover hittin dips
He in a low rider with a switch
Take your soul but I cant be your bitch
Talkin slick while I take the dick

Ima fuck these bitches up
But ima fuck they man first

Big ol booty thought I was a dancer
Got so many questions with no answers
Pull em cause I slay I think Im Prancer

Who got the snow because I got the slow down
Tell him to answer her call while I go down

You a bitch
Cus you say you cant talk on the phone now

This good pussy a gift and a curse
Twinkle toes while I ride it reverse
Took his money it might have been hers
He was mine for the night but hes yours
Took a sippa da te quil a
Sit on the dick with a bigga butt
I make it bounce ima a dribble-uh
My creme is sweet like a Cinnabon
I make him wish he was Lickitung

Spit on it
Sit on it
You bet not buss when I get on it

Spit on it
Sit on it
You bet not buss when I get on it

ClubGod

Im On The song with a real freaky bitch
Clubgod make a bitch eat the dick
Head down ass up
Throw that ass back
Make that paper back
Make me rich
If that pussy real fat
Ima put some Dick in it
Ya ya
Open up your mouth ima spit in it
Ya ya
Ya she got her body done
But I aint even trippin
Go to TSU
But she still stripping
ClubGodzilla bitch im still pimpin

Grab the wall
Throw it back
For a rich nigga
Ima throw stacks
Pop it pop it on the pole
She don't wear draws
Her pussy exposed
Sit on that dick
Do it slow
She bad
Ima make her one of my hoes
Head down ass up
I don't wanna see yo face
Drop that ass to the floor

Spit on it
Sit on it
You bet not buss when I get on it

Spit on it
Sit on it
You bet not buss when I get on it



Credits
Writer(s): Myriah Rodgers
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