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text me - heisenberg lyrics

[hook]
text me, text me, girl you should text me
only hit my line if you pretty and you s*xy
text me, text me, but girl don’t you stress me
i’ma beat your cookie with my night stick if you let me
text me, text me, girl you should text me
only hit my line if you pretty and you s*xy
text me, text me, but girl don’t you stress me
i’ma beat your cookie with my night stick if you let me

verse 1:
i’m gone beat your cookie with my night stick if you let me
my name is not keith so when we done please do not sweat me
balling in this b*tch but i will never win a espy
singing to your hoe, like i’m the black elvis presley
text me, text me, girl what that neck be?
if i hit it once, i promise you will not forget me
switching gears up in that p*ssy, like i’m on a ten speed
i’m gone break you down like a pound of some good trees
all about my chips, you can call me fritos
bad bih, shoot my shot, like a free throw (swish)
you can text me phone when you up in freak mode (okay)
i will never kiss and tell, that’s the g code
girl you know that you bad (yup)
i ain’t even gotta say it
i like a boujee b*tch (for sure)
who know her role then play it
i like a classy girl (real)
a low*key nasty girl
one that will swallow your kids (uhh)
and won’t even f*ck up your world
[hook]
text me, text me, girl you should text me
only hit my line if you pretty and you s*xy
text me, text me, but girl don’t you stress me
i’ma beat your cookie with my night stick if you let me
text me, text me, girl you should text me
only hit my line if you pretty and you s*xy
text me, text me, but girl don’t you stress me
i’ma beat your cookie with my night stick if you let me

verse 2:
working you out, like a personal trainer
see me in public and act like a stranger
and i just go right along with the sh*t
ain’t got no time to be cuffing that bih (bih!)
go deep in that p*ssy, call me texas driller
you arching your back while you biting the pillow
that cookie so good, it taste just like some skittles
i understand why your last n*gga is bitter
so hit up my line when you ready for grind
’cause i ain’t got no time to be wasting my time
don’t tell me you love me, i know it’s all lies
you just love how i f*ck you from behind
but if you start tripping, i’m blocking your number
rejecting that sh*t, like dikembe mutombo (get outta here)
so baby please chill, be respectful and humble
i just want to beat it like a marching drummer
text me
hei$enberg, baby
uhh

- heisenberg lyrics

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