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​show me sum titties - mastercard2k & kid oliver lyrics

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[intro]
this is a mastercardboyz, deep web exclusive
mustard on the beat, ho’

[chorus: mastercard2k]
her booty shaking on the wall, that’s a handstand
got my eyes popping out my face like a mad man
that b*tch got my eyes forgetting how to act, d*mn
shawty, come on over, suck my d*ck through the track pants
big booty, yeah, i need one
when i’m up inside her coochie, got me thinking up a theme song
only love me till the lean’s gone
but i don’t give a f*ck, little b*tch, you got to go and give the team some
i got robin on my jeans, yeah
and the b*tch ass so fat, it wouldn’t fit inside a nissan
two hoes, that’s a threesome
b*tch, you shaking your sh*t way too slow, i think you got to speed up
[verse 1: mastercard2k]
tell me what your name is, i been riding around town with the stainless
adderall inside my body, got me losing patience
hold on, little b*tch, i’ll take your p*ssy on vacation
i just want you to show me, them titties i been dreaming about
i been balling like i’m kobe
f*cked the three last night, and i didn’t pull out
and all these haters don’t know me
but i know d*mn well what they thinking about
little b*tch, you got to show me
’cause i know d*mn well it’ll fit in your mouth

[verse 2: kid oliver]
what’s good with this fake sh*t?
bought that b*tch a birkin, now she want another face*lift
let’s face it, that face trash, but i’ll still put it inside your ass
now we doing *n*l, shawty got no make up, ’cause i’m giving her a facial
shawty couldn’t afford it, so i bought that b*tch cable
at the family dinner, we gon’ play our video at the table

[verse 3: mastercard2k]
beat it up, beat it up, b*tch
i’m gon’ tell you that i love you, but it’s only when we f*ck, b*tch
got me feeling kind of drunk, b*tch
i’ve been chilling inside your house, i’m really looking for a hug, b*tch
give a f*ck about her husband
i’ma have you doggy style on your knees like a muslim
take it slow, no rushing
when this d*ck inside your guts, i got you thinking about cuffing
[chorus: mastercard2k]
her booty shaking on the wall, that’s a handstand
got my eyes popping out my face like a mad man
that b*tch got my eyes forgetting how to act, d*mn
shawty, come on over, suck my d*ck through the track pants
big booty, yeah, i need one
when i’m up inside her coochie, got me thinking up a theme song
only love me till the lean’s gone
but i don’t give a f*ck, little b*tch, you got to go and give the team some
i got robin on my jeans, yeah
and the b*tch ass so fat, it wouldn’t fit inside a nissan
two hoes, that’s a threesome
b*tch, you shaking your sh*t way too slow, i think you got to speed up

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