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Slide How she ganna slide? Slide how she ganna slide? (Balloon shit nigga) How she ganna slide in my dm talking bout she wanna hit Like I ain't know she a friend of a friend of a friend of my bitch Why she always trying to line me? I swear that shit making me sick If you wanna f*ck and I wanna f*ck it is watit is I got the lollipop tell me who next wanna Lick I got the lollipop tell me who next wanna Lick I got the lollipop tell me who next wanna Lick I got the lollipop tell me who next wanna Lick I got the wait, tell me who next wanna Lick? She in my dm shooting her shot, she can get hit I'm letting her know, right off the rip that I ain't shit But if you wanna f*ck and I wanna f*ck it is watit is Came thru with all that ass I ain't know that she had back with her Double tap on the gram, god damn I ain't see the whole picture Seen the snap, heard the music with the filter thought she was catfishing Pussy tight, super tight, pillow fight, all night, all in it I like the head when it slow, I like to feel on her throat I got a round and a half in me but you ganna get fucked like a pro I'm talking bout all the positions I'm talking bout all in the kitchen We fucking on all of the counters We fucking up mommy good dishes Slide in my dm talking bout she wanna hit Like I ain't know she a friend of a friend oh a friend of my bitch Why she always trying to line me? I swear that shit making me sick If you wanna f*ck and I wanna f*ck it is watit is I got the lollipop tell me who next wanna Lick I got the lollipop tell me who next wanna Lick I got the lollipop tell me who next wanna Lick I got the lollipop tell me who next wanna Lick I spit all her mouth, I do the shit twice I'm making it nasty Drink and fucking spilling champagne all over her ass cheeks One leg in the air, getting all crazy, pulling hair weave Hand on her neck, chock her to death she like nigga don't you kill me (Don't kill me) And then she wanna eat uh, two hundred dollars on the bill uh, buck fifty on nails uh Five Hundred dollars for Brazil uh How much for the heels? Oh that shit gotta chill uh Hold on you want a bag? (What?) Can a niggaa get a deal? (Wooow) Pussy is costing me, but that shit tasty as hell Shit is worth all the Givenchy, shit is worth all the Chanel Louie v all on her waste, we playing chess on her belt I wanna tell all of my niggas but I need her all to myself Slide in my dm talking bout she wanna hit Like I ain't know she a friend of a friend oh a friend of my bitch Why she always trying to line me? I swear that shit making me sick If you wanna f*ck and I wanna f*ck it is watit is I got the lollipop tell me who next wanna Lick I got the lollipop tell me who next wanna Lick I got the lollipop tell me who next wanna Lick I got the lollipop tell me who next wanna Lick
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