I wanna get a kiss, kiss, x4
[Verse 1: da 5'9"] nickle nigga Twitter beefing, first rapper that shot a fan Gucci's my absolute state of mind, like man Chopper's brand, head in the car park, new Gallardo bitch sucking my dick today, call it yesterday's news tomorrow Stretch a out, I'm the new Tae-bo, Bout to cross over, I'm the new Bout to saves a couple of these that's right, I'm the new Bible You? You 5.0, me? I'm all to punishments, but I'm too fly though niggas be whinin', I should call you Moscato
Look at the floorboard It looks like someone left a pair of stiletto in my Tahoe Never what type of a ho inside of my ride I may let Last night at 5AM, and she even recover from last Friday yet Hoes all the ride like it's an ice cream truck, I can see why they fret I already ran over two hoes and I ain't get out the fucking way yet Soon as I open the door, you try to resist, what Get in girl, don't shorty Your, fightin' an unwinable war, it's useless, tits on a boar, little tits on a Got a mack and it's screaming like kids throwing fits on the floor Get in the whip but you turning, a frog into a prince you keep tryna convincing me for?
[Verse 2: Now you in my whip just long as you understand that I can't be You say companionship, I say abandon ship, I'm a so you know I'm always on the go, I ain't got no time to down for no relation shit Drop the P and add a T, yeah, you can get mad at me all you But I'm ghost before you can even say boo, hon' let alone me one A one-night stand is all he wants a female fan, yeah a one-night stand And he's so about a one-night that his bedroom has two lamps and only one nightstand Get the hint? Ooh boo, ew! I ain't finna but why do you think they call it boo? Yeah, cause the sound of it's to scare you
da 5'9":] oh ho, we can share you in the of the McLaren I don't give a fuck your name is, we gon' call you hot and bi you bi in the mean time your name is Sharon Slow the flow down so I can Tell you same face i make When I'm shooting the guns the same face that I make I fuck From the back of your neck my hand your face against the sheets it's insane You been changed, cause I'm outta this world girl I got that Milky Way dick I'm at an all-time high with highness, I'm at an all-time fly with And this is exactly what they say when they bow to highness
[Verse 3: da 5'9"] nickle nina Twitter beefing, rapper that shot a fan (Push ya chick out the car while it's moving Waka's man) Her dark, but her top is tan, her private parts Got her on the pole like the opposite of her papa's (Come on stripper, let's hit the strip 180 and drop the I'm in the like look at this bitch dance) Looking at this girl, like you wearing girl, quit playing (You wearing them scratch and sniff pants? let me scratch 'em) Let me sniff, yeah (What?) Did I say I'm on lean like Styrofoam and kickstands
Middle finger stuck on fuck, pants But girl you got a butt no if ands, so yeah what the hell, maybe All hail, Shady, he'll it like it is So Katy Perry he's on her tail, he's tailgating These bells are my mating and I'm here, bell's waiting and tell Lady Gaga, she can quit her job at the post office, she's still a male Wouldn't fuck her with her dick you heard it, the verdict's in, he's allergic to he'll take meat cleavers 'em, him don't give a about Beiber doin What a demon, a behemoth, evil seems to be seething through him
da 5'9":] I like this lil strip tease you this evening you and me gon' find Three chickadees and have a menage like Nikki You hot like a Dickie outfit in Texas without shit it, sweating Suck my dick, we gets to steppin to my logic
My god trick, my is as hard and thick as a yardstick What we gonna do? around 'til we're carsick I'm gonna put this shit in park like dog shit And you can blow me in the dark in the lot Out of the trailer park by the What you waiting on? Me to out the carpet? The are in the glove compartment, let's start it Think I'm What, am I sitting here Tryna fake farts with my armpits? Tryna get you to spit pot your nose? Am I here to you? Stop it
da 5'9":] I'm in your pocket of a church The other hands for the bottom of your purse You me head in a boxing stance My so big you could drop it in dirt I'm not your man, we're partners There's things you are in charge of, that's Sucking a dick, sucking a dick, sucking a Sucking a dick, sucking a
If you ain't sucking a dick, why you sitting With puckered lips? collagen, mothafucking bitch you mean how'd you, get suckered into this You gon' jump into my truck and then try to get (You be suffering, you should be cooking You should be buckling your seatbelt with mitts) Excuse me I'm making an ass of myself But it's only cause I wanna get...