CHUNGLI FORTNITE FOOTJOB

Put them soles on my meat once I walk in the door
Don't gotta ask her, she already know
I'm not sayin' I'm trickin, But is it still trickin' if I open my bag and some fall on her toes
You either got it or nigga you don't
Had 20 bands, I blew that on the hoe
Went back to work and I did some soul searching Now I'm up 50 bands, I blew that on the hoe
TB we got no competitors, Bitch, don't touch me if you don't got pedicure
And she sayin' that's petty, you knew when you
Met me that bitch, I don't play about feet
Pretty toes buy her house on the beach, ugly toes leave her out in the street
If she fat it don't matter to me
I ain't come for the hole, I ain't come for the cheeks
Only come for the feet then I go bout my bidness'
Left cum on her feet, and my Poopball still hit it
He love sloppy seconds, it's more than a preference
It's more like religion, toes out in the kitchen
I love when she cookin', cause I do not eat what she do not put foot in
Just made me dessert and the proof's in the pudding
It's evident, shawty, you heaven sent that bitch an atheist
But I'ma pray to them feet
But I'ma pray to them feet
I had a long day, hope she step on this meat
I said I'ma pray to them feet
I had a long day, hope she step on this meat

Kick me in my nuts, Chun-Li
High kicks keep em coming
Up, up, down, down, left, right, cheat code
Use both feet on the meat while you deep throat
Evil, steal souls, she take that nut, then emote
I need them things nightly, ooh, I think they like me
Make some black toes look like they put on a white tee
She always do the right thing, ooh, I think she Spike Lee
Redbone look like lightning, McQueen when she grippin
Put her best foot forward, she made a good decision
The way she put them feet on me, I might stop beatin' women
I said I might stop beating women



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Writer(s): Jjk Fam
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