MY LOR STANK...
Yea
Yea
Yea
Ugh huh
Yea
Yea
How you feeling
She got that WAP
Peep how she walk and she bop
Hating shorides be the opps
If she a boat
Lor baby is a yacht
Her competition
At the docks
Look how she pop
Melanin glow on a Zulu
Body calling like it's voodoo
She talking bags
You sounding mad
Start with your boobies
Push up on the sags
You gets no kitty
She need whole not a 50
Bank account towards milly
She need a Don
Not your opinion
Shut the up
Close your mouth
Pay attention
She on a level
Baby a watch she a bezel
You want the smoke
I'm the kettle
Clearing shit out like a schedule
Check my credentials
I'm hard
You non-essential
You non-essential
Faux
All in they mental
Sucking they teeth
Get the dentals
Rapping on beats i be owning
You be on rentals it's simple
You not a king
You a zit
You a pimple
Baby shooting like a nympho
She throwing it back from the end zone
Whew
Shit
Whew
Shit
She Throwing it back from the end zone
Deep Shot from the logo
Count it baby that's a triple
Peep how she shake it
It ripples
Got em all Crippled
Booty meat got the dimples
Angel Reese
Off the dribble
Flame level on sizzle
Ashanti rain with the drizzle
Tamia
She know what I'm into
Im so into you
Tamia
She know what I'm into
That my lor stank
That my lor stank
Forreal
That my lor stank
That my lor stank
Foreal
Look how she walk it
And talk it
She really the shit
They not even farts
Ewww
That my lor stank
Forre
I'm colder than most antártica
Baby hairs like she Panama
Based off her hips
She no amateur
You gets no sip
UPS on The grip
You can not handle her
Love her to death
Put a band on her
She got them assets
Looking at her stock
She attractive
On God
They ask me like I'm the law
I tell em then
Leave em in awe
She call me Daddy like Pa
When she with my Ken in her doll
I be her superstar
Her QB1 like Lamar
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Touchdown
Love how she crank
That my lor stank
That my lor stank
Forreal
That my lor stank
That my lor stank
Foreal
Look how she walk it
And talk it
She really the shit
They not even farts
Ewww
That my lor stank
That my lor stank
Forreal
That my lor stank
Forreal
That my lor stank
Forreal
Look how she walk it
And talk it
She really the shit
They not even
Psqueernk
Hahaha
That my lor thang
Forreal
FAUX
Yea
Yea
Ugh huh
Yea
Yea
How you feeling
She got that WAP
Peep how she walk and she bop
Hating shorides be the opps
If she a boat
Lor baby is a yacht
Her competition
At the docks
Look how she pop
Melanin glow on a Zulu
Body calling like it's voodoo
She talking bags
You sounding mad
Start with your boobies
Push up on the sags
You gets no kitty
She need whole not a 50
Bank account towards milly
She need a Don
Not your opinion
Shut the up
Close your mouth
Pay attention
She on a level
Baby a watch she a bezel
You want the smoke
I'm the kettle
Clearing shit out like a schedule
Check my credentials
I'm hard
You non-essential
You non-essential
Faux
All in they mental
Sucking they teeth
Get the dentals
Rapping on beats i be owning
You be on rentals it's simple
You not a king
You a zit
You a pimple
Baby shooting like a nympho
She throwing it back from the end zone
Whew
Shit
Whew
Shit
She Throwing it back from the end zone
Deep Shot from the logo
Count it baby that's a triple
Peep how she shake it
It ripples
Got em all Crippled
Booty meat got the dimples
Angel Reese
Off the dribble
Flame level on sizzle
Ashanti rain with the drizzle
Tamia
She know what I'm into
Im so into you
Tamia
She know what I'm into
That my lor stank
That my lor stank
Forreal
That my lor stank
That my lor stank
Foreal
Look how she walk it
And talk it
She really the shit
They not even farts
Ewww
That my lor stank
Forre
I'm colder than most antártica
Baby hairs like she Panama
Based off her hips
She no amateur
You gets no sip
UPS on The grip
You can not handle her
Love her to death
Put a band on her
She got them assets
Looking at her stock
She attractive
On God
They ask me like I'm the law
I tell em then
Leave em in awe
She call me Daddy like Pa
When she with my Ken in her doll
I be her superstar
Her QB1 like Lamar
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Touchdown
Love how she crank
That my lor stank
That my lor stank
Forreal
That my lor stank
That my lor stank
Foreal
Look how she walk it
And talk it
She really the shit
They not even farts
Ewww
That my lor stank
That my lor stank
Forreal
That my lor stank
Forreal
That my lor stank
Forreal
Look how she walk it
And talk it
She really the shit
They not even
Psqueernk
Hahaha
That my lor thang
Forreal
FAUX
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Writer(s): Kendall Bradford
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