100 In
Pretty light skin nice arch she take the d deep
And she clean the nut when I skeet She's a neat freak
How ironic say she love the dick but she be running from it
Grabbing on her tracks she looking back
She feel it in her stomach
Bro bro on the line said it's time them bitches coming in
She want me to stay and fuck all day
I Can't I just got a hundred in
Hopping out the Benz dress in all balenci
With my Grimes slimes
That a line you up ain't no barbers With me
Guess they forgot I been him let me jog they memory
Big knots two pockets full
And they all Benjis
Out here sucker ducking busters Watching guess they want to try
Bitch ass niggas won't be satisfied till one of they niggas die
Bro a walk you down and stain the streets if I give him the go
He a turn right where you stand to Your memorial
Pack money slow up bitch we gone be taking shit
Buddy round the way mad he think I done scraped his bitch
I ain't even break the bitch
I just let her taste the dick
And I can tell you ain't feeding the hoe How she ate the dick
I got her though just send her to the Bing
With plates a piff
Be back in a couple days
He peeking out the shades waiting sick
Pretty light skin nice arch she take the D deep
And she clean the nut when I skeet She's a neat freak
How ironic say she love the dick but she be running from it
Grabbing on her tracks she looking back she feel it in her stomach
Bro bro on the line said it's time
Them bitches coming in
She want me to stay and fuck all day
I can't I just got a hundred in
I just got a hundred in
I just got a hundred in
And she clean the nut when I skeet She's a neat freak
How ironic say she love the dick but she be running from it
Grabbing on her tracks she looking back
She feel it in her stomach
Bro bro on the line said it's time them bitches coming in
She want me to stay and fuck all day
I Can't I just got a hundred in
Hopping out the Benz dress in all balenci
With my Grimes slimes
That a line you up ain't no barbers With me
Guess they forgot I been him let me jog they memory
Big knots two pockets full
And they all Benjis
Out here sucker ducking busters Watching guess they want to try
Bitch ass niggas won't be satisfied till one of they niggas die
Bro a walk you down and stain the streets if I give him the go
He a turn right where you stand to Your memorial
Pack money slow up bitch we gone be taking shit
Buddy round the way mad he think I done scraped his bitch
I ain't even break the bitch
I just let her taste the dick
And I can tell you ain't feeding the hoe How she ate the dick
I got her though just send her to the Bing
With plates a piff
Be back in a couple days
He peeking out the shades waiting sick
Pretty light skin nice arch she take the D deep
And she clean the nut when I skeet She's a neat freak
How ironic say she love the dick but she be running from it
Grabbing on her tracks she looking back she feel it in her stomach
Bro bro on the line said it's time
Them bitches coming in
She want me to stay and fuck all day
I can't I just got a hundred in
I just got a hundred in
I just got a hundred in
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