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on me - k check lyrics

[verse 1: kevin gates]
thick thigh, pretty face, this b-tch raw
what i gotta do for her get her to the car?
in a rush, too excited, d-ck still soft
whole clique flippin’ cocaine when it’s soft
and i ain’t even trippin’ on a b-tch on who she choose to love
talk all on the ear in while i’m seducin’ her
face car, oxycontin race car
need a boss b-tch that’s in college with a bank card
player type n-gga out the way but like the coach
she get outta line it ain’t no need to be provoked
gravitation won’t explain, ain’t no need to get her choked, come here!
all i gotta do is say is i’m gone, she gon’ run in

[bridge: kevin gates]
thick thighs, pretty face
this b-tch raw, need a boss b-tch, b-tch
thick, thick thighs, pretty face
this b-tch raw, need a boss b-tch, b-tch
thick, thick thighs, pretty face
this b-tch raw, need a boss b-tch, b-tch
thick, thick thighs, pretty face
this b-tch raw, need a boss b-tch, b-tch
thick, thick thighs, pretty face

[hook: problem]
i’ma ride for the v, i’m sly for the v
i’ma keep right for the v
can you put it on me?
put that p-ssy on me, right now, now (oh)
right now, now
put that p-ssy on me, right now, now (ohhh)
right now, now

[verse 2: k check]
hey girl with the big booty, let’s get a hotel we can get stupid
nothin’ drop a stack, let a b-tch choose me
99 problems with the rick rubin
but my d-ck ain’t one, swear the sh-t a1
young n-gga ’bout business and i don’t play dumb
but i do play hoes like an xbox one
have s-x the first night, dip when i’m done
i don’t get tired, eat the p-ssy like i just fried it
hold my breath when i’m down, breathe through my eye lid
she a freak want to ride me, nut inside me
i’m like baby wait a minute, that’s gonna be a problem
i just put the p-ssy on the pedestal
make me have a drool, have me breakin’ every rule
you the type of b-tch that make my toes curl
let’s double up, send a message to your home girl

[verse 3: juicy j]
put it on me like cologne
i’ma buy a chick a bag
for that -ss that’s alone
get up in it and then i’m gone
eyes weak, i’ve been blowing strong
whip full of girls gettin’ lit like a check engine
baby not to mention, that i’m smokin’ presidential like nixon
tryin’ to get cut like nicole simpson
p-ssy drippin’ wet like i just rinsed it
she ain’t talking ’bout no top then the b-tch senseless
hard out here and we still pimpin’
walking in the room , now lil mama limpin’
juicy j the one and only, you n-ggas phony
p-ssy tighter than some handcuffs, put it on me

[hook: problem & juicy j]
i’ma ride for the v, i’m sly for the v
put it on me
i’ma keep right for the v
can you put it on me?
p-ssy tighter than some handcuffs, put it on me
put that p-ssy on me, right now, now (oh)
right now, now
put it on me right now, now (ohhh)
right now, now
p-ssy tighter than some handcuffs, put it on me

- k check lyrics

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