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Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Naeem Juwan
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Micah James
Komponist:in
Naeem Juwan
Komponist:in
Amanda McGrath
Komponist:in
Samuel Charles Greenberg
Komponist:in
Zachary Morgan Sewall
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Sam Green
Produzent:in
Grave Goods
Produzent:in
Ryan Olson
Produzent:in
Naeem Juwan
Produzent:in
Josh Berg
Ingenieur:in
Lyrics
Ho's on me like gold on fronts
Pull 'bout any grown bitch I want
You fuck boys ain't turning up
I pull about five vials out for brunch
Look at you, what you tryna do?
My bitch bad like Lisa Cooper
You trying to chop? Chop it up ma, try kung fu
Fufu fun, you Fu Manchu
Two for one, one for me, one for you
Club mega in the house, woo-woo-woo
Bad blood motherfucker, woo-woo-woo
Damn muhfucker, like you too smooth
Run train on the track like choo-choo-choo
Bitches on deck like 52
Bad ass bitches like Nicki too
This shit taste like really great
You's a Baltimore nigga with a Philly fade
Who can ride the dick for like 50 days, uh-huh
No nigga, not 50 Shades
This ain't grey, we just black
Trying be strong but it's a fact
White-White man say dance we just tap
Y'all sound like "Amazing Grace"
Not by Mahalia but Azealia Banks
And I'm cool on that shit, that's what's up
Hot boy nigga like what-what-what?
I got dudes on top of dudes
Kim K selfish, Kim K nudes
You talk shit, I don't need to run
And your man real weak, I don't even cum
And you come for me, I don't come for none
Nun' but one bitch under the sun
Golden pussy with a platinum tongue
Stays in my mouth if your man ain't hung
Look at you, what you trying say?
My man bad from around the way
He like to pull my hair and then grab my
Y'all know my skin is thick and my ass is too, I don't give a shit
I blow up like tic-tic-tic
Y'all bitches suck like dick-dick-dick
Woo-woo-woo, woo-woo-woo
Woo-woo-woo, woo-woo-woo
Woo-woo-woo, woo-woo-woo
Club mega in the house, woo-woo-woo
Bad blood motherfucker, woo-woo-woo
I dominate dumb, dumb, dick 'em down your bitch
Toss head like the rock and I'm palming it
Dunk dick in these niggas like a Dunkaroo
Your new niggas doing niggas, like a nigga knew
Your new bitch old news, oh, I thought you new
Got bars and loofah too
Clean eat off, lick both the scoops
When teens off it, hook all the youth
You famished, I look fabulous
In the back with a bad bitch, established
Already established, no sexy tapes
Every rapper think they one of the greats
Eat goats like I'm Trini, billy dead on the plate
Manish water used to chase
Curry in a carry is it something I ate
Was something I drank? What up, spank
Why you always acting like your shit don't stink?
And why Amanda act like she ain't got the nicest ass in the US states?
In the tinted rental, no US plates
Instrumentals straight from them mega niggas
On the strip out in Vegas, nigga
Bumping Brandy and Lou Vega, nigga, yeah
Take a picture, that'll last
Eating tater skins at the saddle ranch
Jokes on you, we don't give a fuck
Bum ass niggas, don't give a buck
These folks still afraid of gay shit
I'll suck dick and you still won't say shit
Y'all be poppin' all off the chain
Fake deep niggas is all the same
These fools want to see me flex and then
spread my legs and then test my strength
If the long dick strong, see if I can take it
It's the length or the width, that could make 'em break ya
Want to break my body, wanna break my back
They wanna eat my snatch as a midnight snack
'Cause I got ass on ass on racks and racks
I got stacks and stacks of strap on
Writer(s): Amanda Mcgrath, Micah Gregory James, Naeem Juwan, Samuel Charles Greenberg, Zachary Morgan Sewall
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