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lipstick - d-lo lyrics

i don’t like b*tches that’s ratchet, ayy
and i don’t like b*tches that be trappin’, ayy
and i don’t like b*tches that be chasin’ they back
and i don’t like b*tches that like b*tches that ain’t, ayy, ayy
she a big b*tch, thick b*tch
tryna put my d*ck on your lipstick
told her i taste like candy, baby, l!ck this, like
can you do that on a big b*tch?
ayy, she an american

sayin’ that sh*t better than shakira did it
baby, you got ass, make it clap, i wanna hear it, hear it
dig, drive this car, i be shiftin’ in different gears i f*ck the b*tch that never paid me, i ain’t did that sh*t in years
can you left, cheat, right, cheat? do you know how to do that?
baby, i’m a fiend for that ass, pookie, i’m blue jack, she h*lla

she can’t take a dent, i’m heaven*sent, man, i saw my mama
she can’t pick the phone up, she got my *** in her throat
this a nine, but i got a switch on the door
that lil’ baby got bodies, but she ain’t keepin’ no scope
and she bought a bag, she can’t never go broke
i like b*tches that’s ratchet
and i like b*tches that be trappin’
and i like b*tches that be chasin’ they back
and i like b*tches that like b*tches, now that’s bad, ayy
baby thick, but her pot no way thicker than her
she a demon, she want me to put the
all this money on my plate, it’s a chicken dinner, ayy

i think these n****s mad cause they favor him
i don’t give my real name, i give alias
get her to the u.s. and work her out like gymnasiums
i like hoes, i’m talkin’ jungle fever sh*t cause i like black and white hoes
i’m talkin’ pog, bro, i put the pipe on her
she always takin’ h*lla pics when she put my ice on
when she put my ice on, she always throwin’ h*lla ass when she got her tights on
when she got her tights on, i’m talkin’ bro

and keep the light on

beat it up, i don’t treat it gently, oh
put this d*ck all up on her fenty, ow
d*ck slap her cheeks, smear her makeup off
she can’t suck d*ck, she about to make a song
agent provocateur told her take him off bust
soon as she wipe it off, then i’m taking off, gone
pops in the range, then i do it moving
i can’t wife a b*tch, that sh*t too consuming
and i don’t chase girls, i ain’t catching her
women chase me like an episode of bachelor, wow
but i don’t watch television, i just sit

then i sell a vision, tellin’ her i’ll be there
then i dip, then i’m h*lla missin’, can’t spend a night
like, d*mn, girl, you h*lla trippin’, c’mon
and i like b*tches that’s rappin’ and i like b*tches that be trappin’ and i like b*tches that be chasin’ they back and i like b*tches that like b*tches that is bad, ayy baby thick, but her partner way thicker than her she a demon, she want me to put this d*ck up in her b*lls and my mama, boy, i been a winner all this money on my plate, it’s a chicken dinner, ayy

- d lo lyrics

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