lirikcinta.com
a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

my dick can't move! - bass santana lyrics

Loading...

somebody tell me why a young n*gga so vool?
f*ck her till my d*ck can’t godd*mn move
pull up with the sticks can’t godd*mn lose
slid up on a b*tch type godd*mn smooth
pull up with the clique she’ll godd*mn choose
sip a lil tequila act a godd*mn fool
pop me an addy or a vyvanse if i die d*mn imma die in the godd*mn cooch, ooh

gave the hoe the d*ck and she ran
when i’m in the p*ssy i just do my lil dance
if you ain’t nose deep lil boy you better watch out for the homie she been texting and calling her best friend
you can hear her from the streets making all that noise why she acting like she never f*cked a n*gga past 10?
i was in too deep, why you playing with your life? make your ass think twice like you bout to press send
aye tell em how you doing it, p*ssy too good i ain’t through with it
imma have to put like two in it, ruin it, who is it
black sprinter van with your boo in it
bodies god touched i don’t got nothing to do with it
do with it
sicker than the mother f*cking flu in it
if she got a phat phat f*ck it i’m pursuing it
you was still cutting up with her i was busy chewing up
you can fall in love with her when i’m bout to be through with her

tell me why a young n*gga so vool? (bass)
f*ck her till my d*ck can’t godd*mn move (aye)
pull up with the sticks can’t godd*mn lose (bui)
slid up on a b*tch type godd*mn smooth
pull up with the clique she’ll godd*mn choose
sip a lil tequila act a godd*mn fool (godd*mn)
slid up on a b*tch type godd*mn smooth
sip a lil tequila act a godd*mn

uh, she got get this patron d*ck (yeah)
pull out gang hope i don’t slip (yeah)
smoke my d*ck like you rolled it (yeah)
wrap your legs round my shoulders (yeah)
if i cum quick don’t judge me (yeah)
ill be back in there shortly (yeah)
love when your face get ugly (yeah)
might let you child support me (huh)
take out my phone record it
this filter makes you gorgeous
cuffing is not important
acting sus like you wear black forces
acting up like i can’t afford it
like you tough when you soft like porridge
keep the magnum xl in storage
shut you up with some long endurance
she gon claim me like some insurance

tell me why a young n*gga so vool? (bass)
f*ck her till my d*ck can’t god d*mn move (aye)
pull up with the sticks can’t godd*mn lose (bui)
slid up on a b*tch type godd*mn smooth
pull up with the cl!ck she’ll godd*mn choose
sip a lil tequila act a godd*mn fool (godd*mn)
slid up on a b*tch type godd*mn smooth
sip a lil tequila act a godd*mn

Random Song Lyrics :

Popular

Loading...