How About
How about I
Turn you round
Dick you down
Oh I'm showin' out
She pop that pussy like balloon, the back I'm blowin' out
Yeah it get steamy in this bitch we smokin' stupid loud
She make it creamy as can get, she makin' foreign sounds
How about I
Flood you out
Icy wrist, better make it bounce
I touch yo soul through yo panties, I see it through yo blouse
Double click it when I stick it but I don't fuck with mouse
Planet Fitness, that's her witness, I'm known to work it out
Let me see yo cleavage
Let's keep it freaky
Let's make a baby genius
I swear I mean it
No breaks, come take this beatin'
You know you need it
She want a spree in Fendi
Give me a reason
Is you gone plead and beg for it?
Is you gone give me head for it?
Pipe it, we hit the headboard
She want some ass, I help her grow it
I can't do feelings and you know it
Hands off the dick you better blow it
Hop on and ride, you better floor it
You gotta show me you important
Young nigga flyer than flamingo
And she dig it, get paper like Kinko's
We get nasty, we fuck round and keep soap
Look me up in my eyes when you (Shhh)
I get in it, I hit her with deep strokes
I might put her in ice, we don't need clothes
Spend some Jacksons just like it was Tito
I shoot right in her just like a free throw
How about I
Turn you round
Dick you down
Oh I'm showin' out
She pop that pussy like balloon, the back I'm blowin' out
Yeah it get steamy in this bitch we smokin' stupid loud
She make it creamy as can get, she makin' foreign sounds
How about I
Flood you out
Icy wrist, better make it bounce
I touch yo soul through yo panties, I see it through yo blouse
Double click it when I stick it but I don't fuck with mouse
Planet Fitness, that's her witness, I'm known to work it out
I tell her
Saddle up
Paddle up
Just can't be actin' up
Know I got different bitches, you gotta battle up
How I know if you the one for me or is it lust?
I ain't lookin' for no love baby I only crush
How about I
Turn you round
Dick you down
Oh I'm showin' out
She pop that pussy like balloon, the back I'm blowin' out
Yeah it get steamy in this bitch we smokin' stupid loud
She make it creamy as can get, she makin' foreign sounds
How about I
Flood you out
Icy wrist, better make it bounce
I touch yo soul through yo panties, I see it through yo blouse
Double click it when I stick it but I don't fuck with mouse
Planet Fitness, that's her witness, I'm known to work it out
Turn you round
Dick you down
Oh I'm showin' out
She pop that pussy like balloon, the back I'm blowin' out
Yeah it get steamy in this bitch we smokin' stupid loud
She make it creamy as can get, she makin' foreign sounds
How about I
Flood you out
Icy wrist, better make it bounce
I touch yo soul through yo panties, I see it through yo blouse
Double click it when I stick it but I don't fuck with mouse
Planet Fitness, that's her witness, I'm known to work it out
Let me see yo cleavage
Let's keep it freaky
Let's make a baby genius
I swear I mean it
No breaks, come take this beatin'
You know you need it
She want a spree in Fendi
Give me a reason
Is you gone plead and beg for it?
Is you gone give me head for it?
Pipe it, we hit the headboard
She want some ass, I help her grow it
I can't do feelings and you know it
Hands off the dick you better blow it
Hop on and ride, you better floor it
You gotta show me you important
Young nigga flyer than flamingo
And she dig it, get paper like Kinko's
We get nasty, we fuck round and keep soap
Look me up in my eyes when you (Shhh)
I get in it, I hit her with deep strokes
I might put her in ice, we don't need clothes
Spend some Jacksons just like it was Tito
I shoot right in her just like a free throw
How about I
Turn you round
Dick you down
Oh I'm showin' out
She pop that pussy like balloon, the back I'm blowin' out
Yeah it get steamy in this bitch we smokin' stupid loud
She make it creamy as can get, she makin' foreign sounds
How about I
Flood you out
Icy wrist, better make it bounce
I touch yo soul through yo panties, I see it through yo blouse
Double click it when I stick it but I don't fuck with mouse
Planet Fitness, that's her witness, I'm known to work it out
I tell her
Saddle up
Paddle up
Just can't be actin' up
Know I got different bitches, you gotta battle up
How I know if you the one for me or is it lust?
I ain't lookin' for no love baby I only crush
How about I
Turn you round
Dick you down
Oh I'm showin' out
She pop that pussy like balloon, the back I'm blowin' out
Yeah it get steamy in this bitch we smokin' stupid loud
She make it creamy as can get, she makin' foreign sounds
How about I
Flood you out
Icy wrist, better make it bounce
I touch yo soul through yo panties, I see it through yo blouse
Double click it when I stick it but I don't fuck with mouse
Planet Fitness, that's her witness, I'm known to work it out
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