F**k You Better
Bitches and incoming checks, uh Black and Mild exotic weed, take away the stress
I done lost a couple pounds and now my exes
they want sex because I get that pussy wet huh
What! She like fucking on K Smoove cause he fuck the best
I might put one in her stomach, give her something blessed
I might put one in her stomach cause she cook the best
Told me before we started fucking she ain't like the rest
Well let's see if that is true, put her to
the test
She done came a couple times, you expected less?
Put my thumb up in her booty, feel that pussy stretch
I want you flip over your tummy pull
you to the edge
Drop that umph up in that bitch, I'm just likeJagged Edge
Stroke her then I get the head running from the bed
play with my lil' bitch, I'm seeing red
You heard what I said, play with my lil' bitch, I'm going dummy
Fy fy send him running, she say don't you put me in no damn song
I be cheating on my bitch and know I'm dead wrong
Hope she forgive me cause these bitches hella tempting
I be fucked up if I didn't fuck because these bitches bad, nigga
Eat that pussy like I'm pro, I'm not her last nigga
Fucking up my couch, she left her pussy stain on my cushion
That lil' pussy gushy, I be talking to that pussy
That lil' pussy pressure, I just want what we got now lil' baby
Nothing extra, uh Who gon' fuck you better?
Taste like melon with no seeds That lil' pussy P, squirt all over me
Please, shake her knees, diving overseas
That lil' pussy squeeze, pull out bust on weave
Is the weed man coming?
Huh, huh, that lil' pussy running, huh Running from that pressure, huh
Who gon' fuck you better? huh Who gon' fuck you better, huh
Blam her in the room, then I'm a blam in the coupe, huh
Baby say she sick of me, I bought the bitch some soup
Tomato with the chicken, Popeye flex, I'm having plenty
Spinach, I'ma spin that from the back, I'm about to get that
You can't see me I'm in blue jeans, shorts and a wife beater
John Cena
and he married to this bitch
So that make me a wife beater
Now she know who gon' fuck her better, huh Who gon' fuck her better
K Smoove gon' fuck her better, Who gon' fuck her better
K Smoove gon' fuck her better, huh Smoove gon' fuck her better, huh
Smoove gon' fuck her better, huh Smoove gon' fuck you better, huh
I done lost a couple pounds and now my exes
they want sex because I get that pussy wet huh
What! She like fucking on K Smoove cause he fuck the best
I might put one in her stomach, give her something blessed
I might put one in her stomach cause she cook the best
Told me before we started fucking she ain't like the rest
Well let's see if that is true, put her to
the test
She done came a couple times, you expected less?
Put my thumb up in her booty, feel that pussy stretch
I want you flip over your tummy pull
you to the edge
Drop that umph up in that bitch, I'm just likeJagged Edge
Stroke her then I get the head running from the bed
play with my lil' bitch, I'm seeing red
You heard what I said, play with my lil' bitch, I'm going dummy
Fy fy send him running, she say don't you put me in no damn song
I be cheating on my bitch and know I'm dead wrong
Hope she forgive me cause these bitches hella tempting
I be fucked up if I didn't fuck because these bitches bad, nigga
Eat that pussy like I'm pro, I'm not her last nigga
Fucking up my couch, she left her pussy stain on my cushion
That lil' pussy gushy, I be talking to that pussy
That lil' pussy pressure, I just want what we got now lil' baby
Nothing extra, uh Who gon' fuck you better?
Taste like melon with no seeds That lil' pussy P, squirt all over me
Please, shake her knees, diving overseas
That lil' pussy squeeze, pull out bust on weave
Is the weed man coming?
Huh, huh, that lil' pussy running, huh Running from that pressure, huh
Who gon' fuck you better? huh Who gon' fuck you better, huh
Blam her in the room, then I'm a blam in the coupe, huh
Baby say she sick of me, I bought the bitch some soup
Tomato with the chicken, Popeye flex, I'm having plenty
Spinach, I'ma spin that from the back, I'm about to get that
You can't see me I'm in blue jeans, shorts and a wife beater
John Cena
and he married to this bitch
So that make me a wife beater
Now she know who gon' fuck her better, huh Who gon' fuck her better
K Smoove gon' fuck her better, Who gon' fuck her better
K Smoove gon' fuck her better, huh Smoove gon' fuck her better, huh
Smoove gon' fuck her better, huh Smoove gon' fuck you better, huh
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Writer(s): Kenneth Camp
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