Know What Ya Like

All in her ribs that pussy giving what's it's pose to give
she ain't on yo dick then yeen ain't been hittin it how you pose to did
Better hide ya ho you know them vulchas on the loose
Real niggas back in style I know you fed up with them gooks
Pull up to the club my diamonds flashing like a strobe light
Swang the car door open all you smell is weed and black ice
Hundred dollar fragrance on unt uh this ain't no body spray
Fuck her like I'm fresh out ima make sure that her body ache
I keep it a thousand if I don't then you could ban a nigga
If i put that fie on that boy they woulda bammed a nigga
Spent all yo bread on getting fly where that's gonna land you niggas
All I do is snap dog on Jesus sandals nigga
Pussy taste like juicy fruit juicier than a juicy juice
Ain't with all that whoopty woop I'm tryna score I'm shooting hoops
Pussy taste like juicy fruit juicier than a juicy juice
Ain't with all that whoopty woop I'm tryna score I'm shooting hoops
I wanna hit it from the back girl that thang thangin
Every time Im round ya city bling blow I'm blangin
catch me in a ho ear right by the bar drankin
I almost got called home when them shots started rangin

I just be runnin game
I'm tryna fuck her brains
I'm fuckin what's her name
In the back of that hummer thang

Now she got stomach pain
I got my number changed
Wasn't nun the same
We don't do nun the same

Baby, if you give it to Gee, I'll give it to you
I know what you want, you know I got it
Baby, if you give it to Gee, I'll give it to you
As long as you want, you know I got it

Baby if you give it to Gee, I'll give it to you
You know what I li-i-ike, oh baby
Baby if you give it to Gee, I'll give it to you
I know what you li-i-ike, oh baby



Credits
Writer(s): Giovani H.
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