Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jordan Giles
Songwriter
Kenneth T
Songwriter
Lyrics
I think all you niggas suck
Word to my nigga BINO
Keeping it a hundred like a motherfucking C-Note
See notes for centuries, you silly bitch I need my fee though
And you got to see her
If you want to suck my dick so bad
You gotta deep throat
Give him something he can feel
No touching, it's a peep show
Oh it's nice to meet ya
Getting my little freak on
How she taste so good like candy apple
Want to eat her
Want to bite her
Want to ride her
Want to ride huh
Get beside her
Take you higher
She on fire and desire
Where the finer things at
All designer where the rings match
Please back
Up! Give me space and time
I need a little space and time
I need a little place to find
I sit it on his face and dine
One nine, she a dime no lie
Bless you with a sign divine
Bless you with a sign
Nigga don't waste my time
Oh dios mio
I think I got the cheat code
I think I got the heat load
7 days a week hoe
Cause I'm a woman
I'm a shaman
I'm a bad bitch
I'm a stunner
Stone cold, look how I'm stunting
And I'm hotter than the summer
And I'm colder than the winter
Skate on ice, I need the figure
Look at the bag, it's getting bigger
If it's mine, I'll split it with ya, aye
Look it how she built, she a big dealer
Oh she looking good, baby won't you take a picture
She don't need shit from you, she a real nigga
She a real feeling, she a real feeling
And this game ain't free
You got to pay me for it
And this game ain't free
I'll take your payment for it
In nothing less than a frank
If I must be frank
You should really be thanking me
And this game ain't free
You got to pay me for it
And this game ain't free
I'll take your payment for it
In nothing less than a frank
If I must be frank
You should really be thanking me
Writer(s): Jordan Giles
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