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Dat Artist YokoMeetri! - WORK EXPERIENCE Lyrics



Dat Artist YokoMeetri! - WORK EXPERIENCE Lyrics
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We just wanna
We just want you to pound the like, the lights out of us like
We don't want to be walking for like a week, you know what I'm saying like
F*ck you mean, my dick brick strong
She blew it down like she had wolf lungs
I skee-eet on her tongue, she said yum
Your boy a soldier
And she got a donk
BOP BOP BOP
I popped her on the porch
Lights on, that's what you do when it's yours
Her friends know, they know fluently
We f*ck in the next room
They can't enjoy Tubi
I'm doing you a favor but don't do me no favors
She said she like the dick flavor
I told her it's the fruits and vegetables
She so sexual
A+ on testicles
I'm the plug, she mulf*ckin' electrical
I gave that girl a P for pleasure
Now she popping that p, p, pressure
Ride it ride it ride it ride it smooth like Tesla
Now I'm wiping the sweat off my edge up
Big ass nut f*ckin' Nutty Professor
Snapping on that pussy while she snap on camera
Pussy snap too but don't sound like fingers
She handed me the camera, I got a better angle
Why work there when I can pay you attention
Work this dick, I'll even pay you visits
She started giggling, but I'm f*ckin' serious
You can get this Work Experience
Why work there when I can pay you attention
Work this dick, I'll even pay you visits
She started giggling, but I'm f*ckin' serious
You can get this Work Experience
Run it back
Run it back
Run it back
Run it back
Run it back
Run it back
I gotta regroup
Run it back
Run it back
Run it back
Run it back
Run it back
Run it back
I gotta regroup
All I really care about is me and you
Driving in the Benz coupe
Drop a couple bands on you
Tropicana weed and juice
Now she dropping panties too
She say she from the out skirts
She my chocolate desert
I eat it til my teeth hurt
Sweetest pain I've endured
We can chill like lavender
Feed a Tropicana bird
She ain't have locs at first
Til' that trip wit the islanders
Pull it when I'm behind her
F*ck her til' her mind burst
Sweetest pussy I done heard
In my mulf*ckin' life
I might set it as my ringtone tonight
I'm setting her nude as my wallpaper tonight
She showing that shape and she shaped like a wife
And if I put my ring on that
Shawty must be good money and I pay with cash
To keep it 100, I want more of what I had
Let me teach you how to hustle and let's go work on a bag
Why work there when I can pay you attention
Work this dick, I'll even pay you visits
She started giggling, but I'm f*ckin' serious
You can get this Work Experience
Why work there when I can pay you attention
Work this dick, I'll even pay you visits
She started giggling, but I'm f*ckin' serious
You can get this Work
Why you look at me like that, like
Run it back
Run it back
Run it back
Run it back
Run it back
Run it back
I gotta regroup
Run it back
Run it back
Run it back
Run it back
Run it back
Run it back
I gotta
Uh, God I'm sorry guys, my mascara
Jesus Christ is running down my face sweating, I'm hot, hot
Anyway, ok
So another thing is when
Bro, guys, I forgot my train of thought
This is what weed does to you guys
Don't smoke
Don't smoke
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We just wanna
We just want you to pound the like, the lights out of us like
We don't want to be walking for like a week, you know what I'm saying like
F*ck you mean, my dick brick strong
She blew it down like she had wolf lungs
I skee-eet on her tongue, she said yum
Your boy a soldier
And she got a donk
BOP BOP BOP
I popped her on the porch
Lights on, that's what you do when it's yours
Her friends know, they know fluently
We f*ck in the next room
They can't enjoy Tubi
I'm doing you a favor but don't do me no favors
She said she like the dick flavor
I told her it's the fruits and vegetables
She so sexual
A+ on testicles
I'm the plug, she mulf*ckin' electrical
I gave that girl a P for pleasure
Now she popping that p, p, pressure
Ride it ride it ride it ride it smooth like Tesla
Now I'm wiping the sweat off my edge up
Big ass nut f*ckin' Nutty Professor
Snapping on that pussy while she snap on camera
Pussy snap too but don't sound like fingers
She handed me the camera, I got a better angle
Why work there when I can pay you attention
Work this dick, I'll even pay you visits
She started giggling, but I'm f*ckin' serious
You can get this Work Experience
Why work there when I can pay you attention
Work this dick, I'll even pay you visits
She started giggling, but I'm f*ckin' serious
You can get this Work Experience
Run it back
Run it back
Run it back
Run it back
Run it back
Run it back
I gotta regroup
Run it back
Run it back
Run it back
Run it back
Run it back
Run it back
I gotta regroup
All I really care about is me and you
Driving in the Benz coupe
Drop a couple bands on you
Tropicana weed and juice
Now she dropping panties too
She say she from the out skirts
She my chocolate desert
I eat it til my teeth hurt
Sweetest pain I've endured
We can chill like lavender
Feed a Tropicana bird
She ain't have locs at first
Til' that trip wit the islanders
Pull it when I'm behind her
F*ck her til' her mind burst
Sweetest pussy I done heard
In my mulf*ckin' life
I might set it as my ringtone tonight
I'm setting her nude as my wallpaper tonight
She showing that shape and she shaped like a wife
And if I put my ring on that
Shawty must be good money and I pay with cash
To keep it 100, I want more of what I had
Let me teach you how to hustle and let's go work on a bag
Why work there when I can pay you attention
Work this dick, I'll even pay you visits
She started giggling, but I'm f*ckin' serious
You can get this Work Experience
Why work there when I can pay you attention
Work this dick, I'll even pay you visits
She started giggling, but I'm f*ckin' serious
You can get this Work
Why you look at me like that, like
Run it back
Run it back
Run it back
Run it back
Run it back
Run it back
I gotta regroup
Run it back
Run it back
Run it back
Run it back
Run it back
Run it back
I gotta
Uh, God I'm sorry guys, my mascara
Jesus Christ is running down my face sweating, I'm hot, hot
Anyway, ok
So another thing is when
Bro, guys, I forgot my train of thought
This is what weed does to you guys
Don't smoke
Don't smoke
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Writer: Stefon Penn
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Performed By: Dat Artist YokoMeetri!
Language: English
Length: 2:56
Written by: Stefon Penn

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