Top Songs By Major Nine
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Major Nine
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chad Thomas
Songwriter
Lyrics
Heard that you a flexor
They say you drop that pussy on me, I'ma end up on a stretcher
Who you know that's better?
You gotta tell me if it's somebody 'cause I got you
On top the dresser
Long as she with it, long as she fucking with me
Top row like a wrestler
I don't play no games yeah, grab that dick, can't hang, yeah
Hit it from the back, I'm in her back, yeah
Steppin' on Miss Parker's grass y'all, I'm bouta blast off
Feelin' on your booty 'cause your ass soft
Let me switch the flow up, better get your hoes up
In the hood but he famous
Super women by my side
I told that bitch she better pose for these angles, okay
Head lock, leg lock
I got lil' mama on her head by her ankles
She let me do just what I wanna, head first she's a goner
Competition know I'm 'bout no bag for no pussy
Brag for no pussy, I'll never spend my last for no pussy
On top the dresser
Long as she with it, long as she fucking with me
Top row like a wrestler
I don't play no games yeah, grab that dick, can't hang, yeah
On top the dresser
Long as she with it, long as she fucking with me
Top row like a wrestler
I don't play no games yeah, grab that dick, can't hang, yeah
Extra head, sloppy toppy
Eat it like some chicken, choppy-choppy
Your sister Roxy, your brother tryna copy
Fuck you on the nightstand, you know that I'm the right man
Take a break and text that nigga that you don't like him
Dripping like some water, I came to get some order
Can all the freaky hoes with pretty toes break it down now?
Nice shape, nice face, pretty brown eyes
Take care of the crib 'cause that nigga was a sucka
Pretty motherfucker, she gone let me fuck her
Dodge her and duck her, treat her just like a custom
When it's 'bout the bread, it's a no-no don't put no trust in her
Party like I showed you, old head said I told you
Real recognize real, boy I owe you
Ooh, she mad cause she can't have a nigga son
When we through don't lay up, baby I'm done
Watch me put in work yeah, dig in from the back
I make her holla like a hurt dog
On top the dresser
Long as she with it, long as she fucking with me
Top row like a wrestler
I don't play no games yeah, grab that dick, can't hang, yeah
On top the dresser
Long as she with it, long as she fucking with me
Top row like a wrestler
I don't play no games yeah, grab that dick, can't hang, yeah
On top the dresser
Long as she with it, long as she fucking with me
Top row like a wrestler
I don't play no games yeah, grab that dick, can't hang, yeah
Writer(s): Chad Thomas
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com