Tapout (Explicit Version)

If you hatin' you just need some pussy
She fucked up when she gave me some pussy
Say, "I fuck you better than that other nigga"
She say, "Tune I'm 'bout to cum, I say I'm cummin' wit' ya"
And she don't like them pretty niggas, sidity niggas
She ride this dick, her titties jiggle, that's my pillows
That's because I sleep in that hoe
Hit it when I wake up tell the pigs I say "As-salaam Alaikum", uh

My bitch a choosy lover, never fuck without a rubber
Sweet yellow bone thing, I call her honey mustard
Pussy like a sea shell, dick like a V-12
She say I drive her crazy, I say, "Just keep on your seatbelt"
Bend it over bust it open for me
Baby bend it over bust it open for me
She say she love me she loves this dick
Come put that million dollar pussy on me make me rich
Tunechi

She got that million dollar
Million dollar, ooh, ooh, ooh
She got that million dollar
Million dollar, ooh, ooh, ooh
And all I want to do is touch it (touch it, touch it)
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Make her tapout, tapout, tapout, tapout, tapout
And I'ma make her tapout, tapout, tapout, tapout, tapout

Crib made her tapout, sauna made her tapout
Jet made her tapout, pilot with the map out
Million on the diamonds, million on the kitchen
Millions on the Maybach, glass top ceilings
Million dollar pussy, sleepin' on Versace
Sleeping on Fendi, sleepin on Cavalli
Married to the money, millions in the bank
Alexander McQueen, rich in the paint

I got that fuck you if you love me on some nigga shit
She got the million dollar seven figure nigga rich
We switch positions like we doin' Yoga in this bitch
She get the shakin' then stiff

She got that million dollar
Million dollar, ooh, ooh, ooh
She got that million dollar
Million dollar, ooh, ooh, ooh
And all I want to do is touch it (touch it, touch it)
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Make her tapout, tapout, tapout, tapout, tapout
And I'ma make her tapout, tapout, tapout, tapout, tapout

Million dollar pussy, million dollar pussy
Mm, six inch pumps, play with his balls dunks
Bald head, yup, don't want no Forrest Gumps
Don't let me tell ya twice, already told you once
(Eat that pussy)

Who got that baddest pussy on the planet?
D-Boyz love me, they don't understand it
Oh, deep throat
Million dollar pussy might pounce on that ass
Threw them hundreds until I lose count on that ass
Max out all of them accounts on that ass
Million dollar checks don't bounce on that ass

Pull up in that you can't afford this
Only rap bitch on the Forbes list
Pussy jewelry make 'em say "burr man"
R-r-r-rubs hands like Birdman

She got that million dollar
Million dollar, ooh, ooh, ooh
She got that million dollar
Million dollar, ooh, ooh, ooh
And all I want to do is touch it (touch it, touch it)
Touch it and touch it and touch it, touch it
And I'ma make her tapout, tapout, tapout, tapout, tapout
And I'ma make her tapout, tapout, tapout, tapout, tapout

I'm in love with your Egyptian skin
And your talk about religion
I'm in prison with the pussy
And I'm ballin' no cushion



Credits
Writer(s): Brian Soko, Dwayne Carter, Jermaine Anthony Preyan, Noel C. Fisher, Rasool Ricardo Diaz, Onika Tanya Maraj, Bryan Williams, Nayvadius Wilburn, Andre Eric Proctor
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