Teffy
Yeah yeah yeah
Baby shake that
Let me taste that
Where the cake at
I can make that
We can bake that
Where your man at
Where your ring at
He ain't even bought you a bag?
Girl I bought my bitch a teffy cause it match her swag
Pop out like im dapper dan
Fuck a hater, You'll never ever see me dap they hand
If I started moving wocky, probably never rap again
My dog say he off the wocky, he ain't trying to act again
Do that boy like Chris Rock
Whip they head like Willow Smith
I can't even lay my head
Til I fucking made my bread
Niggas do what Simon said
She blow me like the Heimlich trick
She blow me like a Candle stick
This ho be on all kind of shit
Sometimes I be like fuck rap
Cause all these rappers riding dick
I can't even go industry
But I'm still on my business bitch
And I'm taking business trips
I might switch the time zone
Take off like E.T Still got to phone home
Niggas say they shining them ain't diamonds
Boy them rhinestones
Boy you know where I'm from?
Can't come outside without your pole
Can't come outside without your
Baby shake that
Let me taste that
Where the cake at
I can make that
We can bake that
Where your man at
Where your ring at
He ain't even bought you a bag?
Girl I bought my bitch a teffy cause it match her swag
Pop out like im dapper dan
Fuck a hater, You'll never ever see me dap they hand
If I started moving wocky, probably never rap again
My dog say he off the wocky, he ain't trying to act again
He aint trying to
Baby shake that
Let me taste that
Where the cake at
I can make that
We can bake that
Where your man at
Where your ring at
He ain't even bought you a bag?
Girl I bought my bitch a teffy cause it match her swag
Pop out like im dapper dan
Fuck a hater, You'll never ever see me dap they hand
If I started moving wocky, probably never rap again
My dog say he off the wocky, he ain't trying to act again
Do that boy like Chris Rock
Whip they head like Willow Smith
I can't even lay my head
Til I fucking made my bread
Niggas do what Simon said
She blow me like the Heimlich trick
She blow me like a Candle stick
This ho be on all kind of shit
Sometimes I be like fuck rap
Cause all these rappers riding dick
I can't even go industry
But I'm still on my business bitch
And I'm taking business trips
I might switch the time zone
Take off like E.T Still got to phone home
Niggas say they shining them ain't diamonds
Boy them rhinestones
Boy you know where I'm from?
Can't come outside without your pole
Can't come outside without your
Baby shake that
Let me taste that
Where the cake at
I can make that
We can bake that
Where your man at
Where your ring at
He ain't even bought you a bag?
Girl I bought my bitch a teffy cause it match her swag
Pop out like im dapper dan
Fuck a hater, You'll never ever see me dap they hand
If I started moving wocky, probably never rap again
My dog say he off the wocky, he ain't trying to act again
He aint trying to
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Writer(s): 98 Chamberlain
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