Cherokee Egyption BloodHound (Interlude)

Yo catchy run that luck, I'm here Shorty wassup brown juice up up In my cup you see me And you Don't duck, I'm here to f*ck this Shit up my jeweler cost him a Buck, if you leaking speak it up I Might just take you to brunch Before we gon f*ck for once Then yo ass could get some Lunch don't need to lie I'm not Pun, my lyrics sun of a gun Deplete my time just know your Done I'm bending your back for fun, I Want you to be the one, I'm Rhyming this till you come, my Nutter butter you stun, put that Hair up in a bun, come Shake Your ass on my tongue, Nasty Nigga I'm so Cun When you squirt I'm never done I beat it until you run, those Shivers run through your lungs Your legs shaking my money That's my E from the Sunny, my Tongue in your butt you wonnie Damn it bitch you the wonnie Your sexy face is my punny, I get It I'm # donney, my sauna sex Make you lungey I'm in you liver know nunny this is Catchy's Brand new bump, Got it on me Leave him stuck, he A pity he no Luck, I don't owe him that's Wassup true definition of Cuck For her smile, My Dick go Up That Big O'le Ass just a plus Paley, Asian, Darkskin, Rust These bitches all Know my musk Cherokee Egyption Musk, Irish And Italian Dust, im here to f*ck This shit Up, on the god I know I'm on Slust on the god I know I'm slust On the god I know I'm Slust that Pussy bound to get Fucked on The GOD