Wine on Me, Pt. 2

Know you wanna shake it Rotate it Baby I could hit it all the right places Bitch we got exotic smoke flavors How yuh team eating nigga where yuh paper Never was the type to be no hater Never Used to go to school in Margielas Still walk inna party wit a spliff like whose who And niggas didn't have a blues clue Bitch you know the addy if theirs beef come cook me Bad Trini bitch good pussy Baby you aint fuckin wit no rookie I been inna hood im pushing weight so niggas say im on my bully Know you wanna shake it Rotate it Baby i could hit all the right places Backstrokes take it feel amazing Do i want the pussy or the head im debating Baby this a glock wit a stick Baby this a glock on my hip She thought was dancing on me Baby girl you took a whine onna blick Girl come grind onna grip They aint fucking wit me Baby girl ill set it off inna shit You gone have to run out this bitch Know she wanna wanna f*ck me like Know she wanna touch me like She said she wanna suck it till the bullets come out of my pistol Baby split in da middle Make them two tings jiggle Baby wine and kotch Show them bitches what you got Girl you know you top notch All the the opps they got got They aint bending no blocks They aint toting that chop Ran up and got knocked And if you hating suck a cock stupid Baby this a glock wit a stick Baby this a glock on my hip She thought was dancing on me Baby girl you took a whine onna blick Girl come grind onna grip They aint fucking wit me Baby girl ill set it off inna shit You gone have to run out this bitch Know she wanna wanna f*ck me like Know she wanna touch me like Baby after you back it up and stop drop drop drop drop drop it likes its hot I said bro how you a killer you ain't got no chop Stop stop stop acting like a shooter but you not