Femdot - the ok song. Lyrics

My hair nappy
The fit hard
My chick cute
That boy said he dog in em it's shitzu
She look way better with no clothes on
Where ya friends at?
Gone head and put my bros on
Put on Rodeo by Juvenile and I hold on
Hold on got me moving slow like it's codone
(That lame shit)
I could never condone
(This shit on the floor)
Something that I put my soul on
You know Dilla,
Young Silver Surfer been wavy since birth
(Uh huh)
Fresh to death delivered the fit in a hearse
Ego so big could barely fit in the verse
Slicker than silk it ain't shocking
I got words to get her from the car to out her skirt

And I'm like OK
Uh-huh (um-hmm)
Uh-huh (um-hmm)
Uh-huh (um-hmm)
Uh-huh (um-hmm)

Second number grabbed a trap phone
Shorty asked for my number I gave her that phone
Conversations 'bout getting her getting her back blown
Could be a set up and you know I can't let that go
Can't fold
Family need me I'm the backbone
You know dot gotta P hat on
Riding through the North Pole with a pole in the front seat
He don't want smoke if I'm speaking bluntly
It's fem, Mr. hella verses but ain't none weak
Got hoes fighting for me in the street for me like Chun li.
Take them outback, Crocodile Dundee
Countdown to three
I'm like OK

Uh-huh (um-hmm)
Uh-huh (um-hmm)
Uh-huh (um-hmm)
Uh-huh (um-hmm)
Uh-huh (um-hmm)
Uh-huh (um-hmm)
Uh-huh (um-hmm)
Uh-huh (um-hmm)
And I'm like OK