Yea
Aye
Woah
Pwsh
If she shoot for the moon gotta ride on a star
Bitch you know I like it when you get on top
Write my name on that pussy I feel like your author
She stay fresh to death she should walk like a zombie
I ain't gotta make her mine cause that bitch on lock
Pay you niggas no mind cause I'm stuck in her conscience
She ain't feeling you cause she can't deal with the nonsense.
Aye
Bitch let's get rich together
Let's have some kids together
So we can live forever
Got this hoe stuck to my skin like some leather
I'll admit it she making me better
We in business she making me cheddar
Cut some other hoes off of my schedule
Damn baby
DAMN BABY
Make sure you always love a nigga for who I am baby
Or get booted like Pam baby
You got loyalty and good head I'll make you my damn lady
She might f*ck herself into a new Mercedes
Buy that bitch cash f*ck a down payment
Hoes talking mad like she put it down ain't it
Peep they face when they see us that's a frown ain't it
People hate just let ''em hate
They ain't stopping what's great
Come ride this dick and put some miles on it
She older that cougar gone growl on it
She rough with them balls call a foul on it
Beat that pussy up throw a towel on it
Legs shaking like she had a seizure
She got this loving now she feel like she need it
She stuck on this meat even though the hoe vegan
Yea
If she shoot for the moon gotta ride on a star
Bitch you know I like it when you get on top
Write my name on that pussy I feel like your author
She stay fresh to death she should walk like a zombie
I ain't gotta make her mine cause that bitch on lock
Pay you niggas no mind cause I'm stuck in her conscience
She ain't feeling you cause she can't deal with the nonsense.
If she shoot for the moon gotta ride on a star
Bitch you know I like it when you get on top
Write my name on that pussy I feel like your author
She stay fresh to death she should walk like a zombie
I ain't gotta make her mine cause that bitch on lock
Pay you niggas no mind cause I'm stuck in her conscience
She ain't feeling you cause she can't deal with the nonsense.
Pesotaxin - Nonsense Lyrics
Pesotaxin - Nonsense Lyrics
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Yea
Aye
Woah
Pwsh
If she shoot for the moon gotta ride on a star
Bitch you know I like it when you get on top
Write my name on that pussy I feel like your author
She stay fresh to death she should walk like a zombie
I ain't gotta make her mine cause that bitch on lock
Pay you niggas no mind cause I'm stuck in her conscience
She ain't feeling you cause she can't deal with the nonsense.
Aye
Bitch let's get rich together
Let's have some kids together
So we can live forever
Got this hoe stuck to my skin like some leather
I'll admit it she making me better
We in business she making me cheddar
Cut some other hoes off of my schedule
Damn baby
DAMN BABY
Make sure you always love a nigga for who I am baby
Or get booted like Pam baby
You got loyalty and good head I'll make you my damn lady
She might f*ck herself into a new Mercedes
Buy that bitch cash f*ck a down payment
Hoes talking mad like she put it down ain't it
Peep they face when they see us that's a frown ain't it
People hate just let ''em hate
They ain't stopping what's great
Come ride this dick and put some miles on it
She older that cougar gone growl on it
She rough with them balls call a foul on it
Beat that pussy up throw a towel on it
Legs shaking like she had a seizure
She got this loving now she feel like she need it
She stuck on this meat even though the hoe vegan
Yea
If she shoot for the moon gotta ride on a star
Bitch you know I like it when you get on top
Write my name on that pussy I feel like your author
She stay fresh to death she should walk like a zombie
I ain't gotta make her mine cause that bitch on lock
Pay you niggas no mind cause I'm stuck in her conscience
She ain't feeling you cause she can't deal with the nonsense.
If she shoot for the moon gotta ride on a star
Bitch you know I like it when you get on top
Write my name on that pussy I feel like your author
She stay fresh to death she should walk like a zombie
I ain't gotta make her mine cause that bitch on lock
Pay you niggas no mind cause I'm stuck in her conscience
She ain't feeling you cause she can't deal with the nonsense.
Aye
Woah
Pwsh
If she shoot for the moon gotta ride on a star
Bitch you know I like it when you get on top
Write my name on that pussy I feel like your author
She stay fresh to death she should walk like a zombie
I ain't gotta make her mine cause that bitch on lock
Pay you niggas no mind cause I'm stuck in her conscience
She ain't feeling you cause she can't deal with the nonsense.
Aye
Bitch let's get rich together
Let's have some kids together
So we can live forever
Got this hoe stuck to my skin like some leather
I'll admit it she making me better
We in business she making me cheddar
Cut some other hoes off of my schedule
Damn baby
DAMN BABY
Make sure you always love a nigga for who I am baby
Or get booted like Pam baby
You got loyalty and good head I'll make you my damn lady
She might f*ck herself into a new Mercedes
Buy that bitch cash f*ck a down payment
Hoes talking mad like she put it down ain't it
Peep they face when they see us that's a frown ain't it
People hate just let ''em hate
They ain't stopping what's great
Come ride this dick and put some miles on it
She older that cougar gone growl on it
She rough with them balls call a foul on it
Beat that pussy up throw a towel on it
Legs shaking like she had a seizure
She got this loving now she feel like she need it
She stuck on this meat even though the hoe vegan
Yea
If she shoot for the moon gotta ride on a star
Bitch you know I like it when you get on top
Write my name on that pussy I feel like your author
She stay fresh to death she should walk like a zombie
I ain't gotta make her mine cause that bitch on lock
Pay you niggas no mind cause I'm stuck in her conscience
She ain't feeling you cause she can't deal with the nonsense.
If she shoot for the moon gotta ride on a star
Bitch you know I like it when you get on top
Write my name on that pussy I feel like your author
She stay fresh to death she should walk like a zombie
I ain't gotta make her mine cause that bitch on lock
Pay you niggas no mind cause I'm stuck in her conscience
She ain't feeling you cause she can't deal with the nonsense.
Writer: Robert Baugh
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid