I get a kiss, 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, Waka's 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 over, I'm the new IOVA Bout to saves a couple of these bitches right, I'm the new Bible You? You 5.0, me? I'm all grounded to punishments, but I'm too fly Y'all niggas be whinin', I call you Moscato
Look at the floorboard It like someone left a pair of stiletto shoes in my Tahoe Never what type of a ho inside of my ride I may let Last night at 5AM, and she ain't even recover last Friday yet Hoes all over the ride like it's an ice cream truck, I can see why fret I already ran over two hoes and I ain't get out the drive way yet Soon as I open the door, you try to resist, for? Get in girl, don't shorty Your, fightin' an unwinable war, useless, tits on a boar, little tits on a whore Got a mack and it's screaming like kids throwing fits on the floor Get in the but you ain't turning, a frog into a prince What you keep tryna convincing me
[Verse 2: Now you in my whip just long as you that I can't be whipped You say companionship, I say ship, I'm a gigolo so you know I'm always on the go, I ain't got no to slow down for no relation shit the P and add a T, yeah, you can get mad at me all you want But I'm ghost before you can even say boo, let alone call me one A one-night stand is all he wants with a fan, yeah a one-night stand And he's so about a one-night stand that his bedroom has two and only one nightstand Get the Ooh yeah boo, ew! I ain't argue but why do you think they call it boo? Yeah, cause the sound of 'posed to scare you
da 5'9":] oh ho, we can you in the back of the McLaren I don't give a fuck what your name is, we gon' you hot and bi Hope you bi in the mean time name is Sharon Slow the flow down so I can what? Tell you same face i When I'm shooting the guns the same that I make when I fuck From the back of your neck my hand pressing face against the sheets it's insane You been changed, cause I'm outta this world girl I got Milky Way dick vein I'm at an all-time high with highness, I'm at an fly with flyness And this is exactly they say when they bow to your highness
[Verse 3: da 5'9"] nickle Twitter beefing, first rapper that shot a fan (Push ya out the car while it's moving like Waka's man) Her dark, but her top is tan, her private parts Got her on the pole like the opposite of her plan (Come on stripper, let's hit the 180 and drop the trance I'm in the like look at this bitch dance) Looking at girl, like what you wearing girl, quit playing (You wearing them and sniff pants? Well let me scratch 'em) Let me sniff, yeah (What?) Did I say I'm on lean like Styrofoam cups and
Middle finger stuck on fuck, sniff But girl you got a butt like no if ands, so what the hell, maybe All hail, Shady, tell it like it is So tell Katy he's on her tail, he's tailgating These bells are my call and I'm here, bell's waiting and tell Lady Gaga, she can quit her job at the post office, she's a male lady 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 give a damn about Beiber doin What a demon, a behemoth, evil just to be seething through him
da 5'9":] I like this lil strip you doing this evening you and me gon' find Three more and have a menage like Nikki You hot like a outfit in Texas without shit under it, sweating Suck my dick, we both gets to steppin to my
My god trick, my is as hard and thick as a yardstick What we gonna do? Ride 'til we're carsick Then I'm gonna put this shit in like dog shit And you can me in the dark in the parking lot Out of the trailer park by the you waiting on? Me to roll out the carpet? The condoms are in the glove compartment, let's it Think I'm joking? What, am I here Tryna fake farts with my armpits? Tryna get you to pot through your nose? Am I here to amuse Stop it
da 5'9":] I'm in your outside of a church The other hands reaching for the bottom of your You me head in a boxing stance My dick's so big you could drop it in I'm not your man, we're partners There's five things you are in of, that's Sucking a dick, a dick, sucking a dick Sucking a dick, a dick
If you ain't sucking a dick, why you sitting With puckered That's collagen, mothafucking bitch What you mean how'd you, get suckered this You jump into my truck and then try to get truculent? (You should be suffering, you be cooking You should be your seatbelt with oven mitts) me while I'm making an ass of myself But it's only cause I wanna get...