WHORE
Uh
Baddest bitch in your area
BBC in my genital area
Got my shooters with me, we causing hysteria
Buzzing through your hood, giving you malaria
Chanel belt, real gold, none of it is fake
Rocking your man's bed, it's the harlem shake
Don't look down on me, or pray for god's sake
I'm his pick, where you think I got all this cake? (Uh)
Your money is not my solution
Breathe the same air, stop causing the pollution
Fuck that chit chat, this a triple execution
See me in the streets, I'm doing prostitution
Whore, yes I'm a whore
Pay me good money, see me at the backdoor
You'll be satisifed, you'll be asking for more
Man shut up and bang me to the core
Whore, yes I'm a whore
Put it all in daddy, make my throat sore
Bodies on bodies, high numbers on the score
Want to wife me up, I won't mop no floor
Racks, million dollar racks
Coat fur chinchilla
In my house, I got stacks
Hear me moaning put the volume on max
Bitch at least, I ain't got ceiling cracks
Shit, cops down on my block
About these ops, I don't give a fuck
I will continue to jerk off that cock
And pass him to his girlfriend
Hands switch like a clock
Whore, yes I'm a whore
Pay me good money, see me at the backdoor
You'll be satisifed, you'll be asking for more
Man shut up and bang me to the core
Whore, yes I'm a whore
Put it all in daddy, make my throat sore
Bodies on bodies, high numbers on the score
Want to wife me up, I won't mop no floor
Baddest bitch in your area
BBC in my genital area
Got my shooters with me, we causing hysteria
Buzzing through your hood, giving you malaria
Chanel belt, real gold, none of it is fake
Rocking your man's bed, it's the harlem shake
Don't look down on me, or pray for god's sake
I'm his pick, where you think I got all this cake? (Uh)
Your money is not my solution
Breathe the same air, stop causing the pollution
Fuck that chit chat, this a triple execution
See me in the streets, I'm doing prostitution
Whore, yes I'm a whore
Pay me good money, see me at the backdoor
You'll be satisifed, you'll be asking for more
Man shut up and bang me to the core
Whore, yes I'm a whore
Put it all in daddy, make my throat sore
Bodies on bodies, high numbers on the score
Want to wife me up, I won't mop no floor
Racks, million dollar racks
Coat fur chinchilla
In my house, I got stacks
Hear me moaning put the volume on max
Bitch at least, I ain't got ceiling cracks
Shit, cops down on my block
About these ops, I don't give a fuck
I will continue to jerk off that cock
And pass him to his girlfriend
Hands switch like a clock
Whore, yes I'm a whore
Pay me good money, see me at the backdoor
You'll be satisifed, you'll be asking for more
Man shut up and bang me to the core
Whore, yes I'm a whore
Put it all in daddy, make my throat sore
Bodies on bodies, high numbers on the score
Want to wife me up, I won't mop no floor
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Writer(s): Valentine Dalla
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