Lyrics

Two small titties and a baseball bat I'm tryna find out where the bitch stays at One wrong word could get your face smacked Shit, one wrong whip could get your face cracked Bitch, seven fourty-five with the pink interior I see a sex doll when I look in the mirror Turn the shit up high so you can hear me From the five-six-two, yeah bitch, I'm firme Ayesha Nicole Smith, hi Gimme twenty-grand to slide up inside Instead of Jesus, I worship Trina Instead of liquor, I drink some cleaner Yeah my daddy's real proud of his little bitch And when my boyfriend cums, it ain't no little drips I ain't illiterate bitch, no, I'm a little rich So come and run me my check you fucking little shits
Writer(s): Ayesha Auciello Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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