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This bitch big, gotta hold it like a banjo
This dick big, gotta use you and yo' friend throat
Pop pills, my soul get to jumping, I don't dance hoe
Got voices in my head but I ain't come here with no friends though
We in here using toys, boy yo' boo was not playing
Couldn't take it by herself, good thing she got friends
They in here using nothing but they mouth, guess they don't got hands
F*ck 'em both to death, now hoe, go drop that pussy on my Dad

Tight, fit right in her ass like I was made for it
Only knew 'em for a few hours but we couldn't wait for it
F*ck 'em in the graveyard, these headstones our headboard
Pulling out, nuttin' on the ground, bitch we dead wrong
But who gon' whoop me though
Don't know how to f*ckin' chill, you are what you eat
Alright girls, we some f*ckin' pills
Raw sex with the Glock out, so we protected still
I came, she can't take it by herself, yo' boo helped her steal
No tints on the whip so ain't shit concealed
Won't be long, fake moan, soul disappear
Bend over, hold it open hoe, yeah you know the drill
Sharing cum and eating each other ass, but they ain't gay for real

This bitch big, gotta hold it like a banjo
This dick big, gotta use you and yo' friend throat
Pop pills, my soul get to jumping, I don't dance hoe
Got voices in my head but I ain't come here with no friends though
We in here using toys, boy yo' boo was not playing
Couldn't take it by herself, good thing she got friends
They in here using nothing but they mouth, guess they don't got hands
F*ck 'em both to death, now hoe, go drop that pussy on my Dad
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This bitch big, gotta hold it like a banjo
This dick big, gotta use you and yo' friend throat
Pop pills, my soul get to jumping, I don't dance hoe
Got voices in my head but I ain't come here with no friends though
We in here using toys, boy yo' boo was not playing
Couldn't take it by herself, good thing she got friends
They in here using nothing but they mouth, guess they don't got hands
F*ck 'em both to death, now hoe, go drop that pussy on my Dad

Tight, fit right in her ass like I was made for it
Only knew 'em for a few hours but we couldn't wait for it
F*ck 'em in the graveyard, these headstones our headboard
Pulling out, nuttin' on the ground, bitch we dead wrong
But who gon' whoop me though
Don't know how to f*ckin' chill, you are what you eat
Alright girls, we some f*ckin' pills
Raw sex with the Glock out, so we protected still
I came, she can't take it by herself, yo' boo helped her steal
No tints on the whip so ain't shit concealed
Won't be long, fake moan, soul disappear
Bend over, hold it open hoe, yeah you know the drill
Sharing cum and eating each other ass, but they ain't gay for real

This bitch big, gotta hold it like a banjo
This dick big, gotta use you and yo' friend throat
Pop pills, my soul get to jumping, I don't dance hoe
Got voices in my head but I ain't come here with no friends though
We in here using toys, boy yo' boo was not playing
Couldn't take it by herself, good thing she got friends
They in here using nothing but they mouth, guess they don't got hands
F*ck 'em both to death, now hoe, go drop that pussy on my Dad
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Writer: CEDRIC LEE MCCLAIN, DANIEL RAY ROBINSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave


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