[Verse 1:]
Okay, okay, okay,
Told her bust it open she said, “Okay!”
But what she wearin'? Chanel and Dolce.
How she want it? Beat up like O.J.
Skurt, skurt on a bitch nigga,
How much time do you got for a rich nigga?
I need that while I'm relaxin' and the bitch knows gymnastics,
So she can divide her legs on this dick like a fraction,
Right, right, left, hit ‘em with that right, left.
I got that best stroker, I don't need no pipe test,
My dick work, girl, I don't need no mic check,
No panties on, I can see your pussy through that white dress.
I ain't trippin', baby girl, make that money
‘Cause if I fuck her right, she just might give some to me,
And better yet, fuck with me for better sex,
I know all the right spots to keep that punani wet.
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Girl, you know you look fine as hell, right?
You know I buy you that Chanel, right?
You know I fuck you like I'm fresh outta jail, right?
And if you cheated on me, I won't care, right?
She make that ass go,
Left, left, right,
Right, left, left, right!
She make that ass go,
Right, left, left, right,
Right, left, left, right!
[Verse 2:]
I'm a Pisces, she's a Taurus,
She said she expensive, well, I could afford it,
Never pay for it, but I could explore it,
Have your tongue out and legs cocked open like Jordan.
She just wanna strip and make a million, right?
So she could get rich and feed the children, right?
She ain't got no ass shots, her shit real, yo!
Got her checkin' in with me like I was a P.O.
I hate make up, I hate broke hoes,
I can't talk to you bitch, I ain't social,
Where the bad bitches at? Let me know, though,
I can send this dick your way, baby, postal.
Is it Brittany or Myisha?
Where the ghetto bitches at? Queesha and Syida?
She dancin' for them dollars ‘cause she don't know no better,
She from the hood so she know how to throw it back better.
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Now let me see you drop that ass low and go
Left, right, left, right!
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