More than once
Yeah that's dead
I don't beg he gone do exactly what I said
I do what I want
You do what I need
Got him on his knees
Like he finna pray to me
Like he finna pray to me
Pray to me
Pray to me
Pray to me
Pray to me
Pray to me
Got him on his knees
Like he finna pray to me
Pray to me
It's the chase the slow build of
My finger tips the taste and
I pray that nothing feels as great as the idea you anticipate
The sent you sniff your an addict
Your regimen your ritual
Your reason and your habit
Acrylic on your teeth
Your my bitch have a treat
Bruised and battered knees
He can't say I'm for the streets
Cause I dare that nigga cross me
Like the symbol that be sitting on my neck piece
She got a big ole ego to be ugly
Call up Buffy ya man wanna suck me
Ugh eww
More than once
Yeah that's dead
I don't beg he gone do exactly what I said
I do what I want
You do what I need
Got him on his knees
Like he finna pray to me
Like he finna pray to me
Pray to me
Pray to me
Pray to me
Pray to me
Pray to me
Got him on his knees
Like he finna pray to me
Pray to me
Your regime your ritual
Your reason and your habit
Your regime your ritual
Your reason and your habit
She don't rap about pussy
Cause it's average
Average
Average
Average
Average
Average
Average
That shit is trash
Bitch