Lyrics

My dick look like an egg roll Hoes say they want my pesos You know that I lay low José what do they say I'm going get this pay yo I'm a show you how to stack it up call me lego ayo Stacking up my change like a pay phone pay phone Stacking up my bread like I bake though bake though Get a BLT where's the mayo mayo She lowkey wants some dick hoe Lowkey want my dick though Acting like she hate me Then texts me on the daily She hate I make her crazy Woah woah woah Revving her engine she's bout to blow blow blow She's spending all her cake on cars and coke coke coke Ever bust a quick nut gaddam Ever had your dick touched naw Every time I fuck this shit it's like a wave Bitches gettin' out the way Shawty he already came goddamn In RL I'm pretty PG I wouldn't even try to touch your titties I think they would squeak In the DMs I'm a beast though Honestly a freak hoe Dick eight inches plus three mo Three mo dick eight inches plus three mo Three mo eight inches plus three mo She say stick it in stick it halfway She say oh no can't go no further I can't take three mo My bitch from Missouri Cause she causes me misery She says my dicks a joke Bitch you gotta be kiddin' me Says it don't fit in her ass Hoe you gotta be shitting me She can give me handjobs But she still ain't feeling me Never get married fellas Cause if you do The moment you get on one knee She won't get on two It's funny how my wife won't blow my dang-a-lang Cause she literally sucks the fun out of everything And her mothers a cunt She never treats me right My credit card was stolen The thief spent less than my wife When I was a child there used to be a monster under my bed Now I'm married and it lies with me and won't give me head Bitch I'm, Bitch I'm still mad at the fact you won't give me neck I buy hookers just to get some love and respect Our children are the only reason I haven't left Cause when I bring home the bacon she says thanks for my cheque Bitch Bitch I'm working a hundred and twenty hours a week What just so you can get manicures, pedicures And get your fuckin' hair did What just so you could look good for Steven Yeah that's right our daughter told me everything How she walked in on you and Steven Wrestling in my bed that I paid for Bitch you have some nerve Oh God please don't leave me Shannon My birthdays coming up I can't wait for my annual pussy
Writer(s): Mitchell Zayway Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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