Look, niggas really wanna they chest For B.A.N.K.S. These niggas be for the pin-k flesh These niggas be vanilla the be legitimate They just want the pumpernickel sis in the with em So since you vanilla men Can my hot-fudge bitches get with your vanilla Hey, I'm the bitch You know I'm lookin for these niggas if niggas is rich I make hits Do you jiggle dick when Ya bitch pop singin' on the hit, ya know
Can I your eye sir? Can I be you like, yeah? I could be the girl Tell me if you your in my my color Can I be type, yeah? I could be the right Tell me if you like Lady in my my Can I be type, yeah? I can set you right, woah! How are you tonight, All up in my life, oh Hope you feel alright,
Hey, I'm the liquorice You know I'm for these niggas if these niggas is rich He got cum fifty colors and a eye too Hi, wanna get your number for 212 line? Maybe we slumber We could woo woo woo Don't do yay' but if you to, fine fantasy can get that pitch black Cause it's gone erupt when ya slip in-betwixt black snatch Your like ema-nem-minatin Where ya minat at? Huh, I bet you extra gassed I bet you wanna up on the molasses ass bet you really tongue up on her kizzat is shaved Cause her kizzat You cuddle with your bitch after, eh? But I dip I gotta get at the Lot of to make And the don't fuck up any skrillac for Banks No pickin money over, haha, ya beige in her She just wanna see the best in Greece, see gentlemen And these beats in the sun He just see the wet wet weave I'm swimmin' in the West Indies Then I sit up and catch breeze Sip a bit of rum and ting
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These bitches that I be on my black girl shit The black girl pin-up with that girl dip that black girl spin up on ya wack girl tip Ain't til I been up in that black girl kit And put out ya mans and attack real I'm a hit em with that venom and that rap hip I flip out the denims know black girl fit Get that Remy in a did and hit that girl switch better tan for the summer And for the haters, Quit chit-chat and get your paper Quote the cinnamon and melange bitch verbatim When I speak about face in the clams with the flavors You get And her a lick up on my genital And sit to Do ya mans and his liquorice interest a I be the right girl Tell me if you like in my my colour Can I be type, yeah? I can set you right, How are you tonight, All up in my life, oh Hope you alright, yeah
Can I it?