My Lor Soulja (feat. DoLo MTM)

Back an forth bout this She talkin that I'm thinkin bakin soda That pussy the shit That venom drip I think that's my Lor cobra She gon work it perfect In slow motion like she from the Nola She gon Hol it down Like she supposed ta Yea at my Lor Soulja Back an fourth bout this She talkin that Bitxh why you keep complainin F*ck ya friend All them bitches broke But You can't see they hatin On some shit I'll never switch lol U you jus got me changin Ain't comp I'll jus beat myself Bitch ain't no masterbation She think she goin leave my side I'm back in black on black an waitin Them niggas ain't down to ride Back to packin' gats wit satin It's goin be a homicide If Nair nigga play wit my baby We ain't lettin shit slide If he goin hide I'm makin payments I get so possessive Ain't no rest Until that ass in bed You goin help me count it Grab this money Since you spending bread Iont care boutcha attitude "Naw" I said what I said Iont give a f*ck about ya cousins Hoe cause I ain't scared Don't keep makin threats Get that shit in check F*ck ya bruvah I'm goin eat that pussy like it's supper Then go meet ya Muvah I'm from out the county Educated my demeanor gutta She jus want me luv her But I jus f*ck her An save all the troubles Back an forth bout this She talkin that I'm thinkin bakin soda That pussy the shit That venom drip I think that's my Lor cobra She gon work it perfect In slow motion like she from the Nola She gon Hol it down Like she supposed ta Yea at my Lor Soulja It's DoLo hoe, gotta flow so cold, that'll probably make you vomit Got a bezel rose gold & the time piece froze, wit a blue face lookin like Sonic I be up all night like I took a "no doze" I'm bag chasin' or rhyming Gotta thing for a bitch w/ her own bank rolls & I fck mine w/ no bonnet Call me DoLo the explorer, I be on my exploration Looking for a brand new thotty w/ a body, exploitation Say she from Louisiana, yeah i love em cajun Told her shake it like its Mardi Gras, now its a celebration Now my side piece keep on calling me, i told that bitch be patient I be over later, now she fussin', she been waiting She need to check herself, she in a rush for fornication Ridin DIRTY if they pull me over, I'm goin to the station My lor baby, my lor soulja, wanna real nigga to hold her My lor rider, my lor roller, that lor pizzeal got her going Got her squirting, now it's raining, my heart cold as Minnesota When it's time for her to cum she say lor daddy got it snowing Back an forth bout this She talkin that I'm thinkin bakin soda That pussy the shit That venom drip I think that's my Lor cobra She gon work it perfect In slow motion like she from the Nola She gon Hol it down Like she supposed ta Yea at my Lor Soulja Back an forth bout this She talkin that I'm thinkin bakin soda That pussy the shit That venom drip I think that's my Lor cobra She gon work it perfect In slow motion like she from the Nola She gon Hol it down Like she supposed ta Yea at my Lor Soulja