Oooh ooh yeah, ooh oooh ooh yeah yeah
Clap-clappin that-clappin that ass, clap-clappin that-clappin ass, that ass
Wop-woppin that-woppin that ass, wop-woppin that-woppin that ass, that ass
Oh oh oh oh yeah, oh oh oh oh yeah
Smokin and fuckin is some of my habit
Fo the grilly hand had come take up for my daddy
A shot off in the kitchen jump but didnt get married
Still Im lovin takin bowp keepin them happy
I do what it takes with the pills and the paint
Just to keep my black ass off of minimum wage
I went from stu-stutter, to shake it like a dog
I might not eat yo pussy but I bite you on yo drawers
It aint my fault but go head tho
I cant return the favor but mo head ho
Im tappin at them tonsels at the back of yo throat
Snap it on wet it up let it go in slow
Ooh stroke it suck or leave it alone
Mo dick aint nothin but meat and the bone
You better not let your momma hear you sing that song
Eat it up sweat it up and lil daddy gone, gone
Well look at you, you flirtin with this pimpin aint yo
I seen you pstin winkin at me when you grabbed yo ankle
Ah she cant sang, but g-strings hangs
And it dont take no Ricky Martin to know that she bang
Wobble that ass, and show yo tits
Fo a bitch to be that fine dont make no sense
Them hos hatin but she gettin the money nothin
Bouncin off her booty but fiftys and hundreds
Ooh, flip em the bird if you gettin yo serv
and then hit this fuckin dick and kick them hos to the curb
Look at them hips, look at them thighs
It could make a grown man temperature rise
She stoppin traffic and she do it on purpose
Got niggas jumpin out their car to see them bop in the circle
She makin me hot, Im makin you rich
Take this fuckin money and back up on this
This for my bitches in the backseat of them cars
Know how to ride a dick, and pack the gards
After she had a daquiry thats when she called me
Talkin hot comin from the bachelorette party
But really what happened she probably wont tell me
Now she want her pussy tapped hard knock out Ill help her
Im supposed to be the broad aint that some shit
So I went ahead and drove her off, aint that a bitch
She shakin er leg and makin the bread
Ah she good with her mouth so nigga look out
She servin them heads you heard what I said
Around and round she knockin em down
Wherever is crackin then thats where she be
and guess what if thats what she like then thats alright with me
Because-a, she bring it to me, in the night and the day
She supposed to have a baby from me thats what they say
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