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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Marv
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marv
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Iguana Studios North York ON M3J 2R8
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
There's perks to these hands when you show up to the plate
Might just share a couple pills take her on a xanny date
Now my ex keep calling telling me her p on late
But my head keep turning for this thot so I give her double take
Yeah there's perks to these hands when you show up to the plate
Might just share a couple pills take her on a xanny date
Now my ex keep calling telling me her p on late
But my head keep turning for this thot so I give her double take
This that double take two times
Get them panties on the floor
Hit that bitch from the back
Put her in that choke hold
Dismiss that hoe I get me more while I'm blowing O's
Pussy so wet got me swimming underneath her fro
Grass on the field so I strike with no hessy
Didn't know she had a man that shit got kinda messy
Ball like i'm from Akron triple double on these eses
I make her scream so loud she'll never forget who's the jefe
Boss nigga levels to this shit you static or you pro
Are you done or are you finished certain niggas gotta go
You stagnant who'd imagine that I'm the next young dog to blow
When they asking who this is you say Young Marv is in this hoe
There's perks to these hands when you show up to the plate
Might just share a couple pills take her on a xanny date
Now my ex keep calling telling me her p on late
But my head keep turning for this thot so I give her double take
Yeah there's perks to these hands when you show up to the plate
Might just share a couple pills take her on a xanny date
Now my ex keep calling telling me her p on late
But my head keep turning for this thot so I give her double take
This hoe mighty fine she see that line and it's go time
Head boppin so fast I might need to give her a fine
Nut in her eye leave her blind she can't see the sign
I only want one night cause on my own bitch I handle mine
Quick to draw the pistol it don't matter sun or drizzle
Make you my son hijo we fucking with that gang shit chico
I don't know bout rico that nigga ain't my amigo
Chilling with the negros SKRR SKRR just like the migos
Aye
Writer(s): Marvin Ceron
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