wap (feat. megan thee stallion - nitin reehal lyrics
wh0res in this house
there’s some wh0res in this house
there’s some wh0res in this house
there’s some wh0res in this house (hol’ up)
i said certified freak, seven days a week
wet ass p*ssy, make that pullout game weak, woo! (ah)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, you f*cking with some wet ass p*ssy
bring a bucket and a mop for this wet ass p*ssy
give me everything you got for this wet ass p*ssy
beat it up, n*gga, catch a charge
extra largе and extra hard
put this p*ssy right in yo’ face
swipe your nosе like a credit card
hop on top, i want a ride
i do a kegel while it’s inside
spit in my mouth, look at my eyes
this p*ssy is wet, come take a dive
tie me up like i’m surprised
let’s role*play, i wear a disguise
i want you to park that big mack truck right in this little garage
make it cream, make me scream
out in public, make a scene
i don’t cook, i don’t clean
but let me tell you, i got this ring (ayy, ayy)
gobble me, swallow me, drip down the side of me (yeah)
quick, jump out ‘fore you let it get inside of me (yeah)
i tell him where to put it, never tell him where i’m ’bout to be
i run down on him ‘fore i have a n*gga running me
talk yo’ sh*t, bite your lip
ask for a car while you ride that d*ck (while you ride that d*ck)
you ain’t never gotta f*ck him for a thing
he already made his mind up ‘fore he came
now get your boots and your coat for this wet ass p*ssy
he bought a phone just for pictures of this wet ass p*ssy
pay my tuition just to kiss me on this wet ass p*ssy
now make it rain if you wanna see some wet ass p*ssy
look, i need a hard hitter, i need a deep stroke
i need a henny drink, i need a weed smoker
not a garden snake, i need a king cobra
with a hook in it, hope it lean over
he got some money, then that’s where i’m headed
p*ssy a*1, just like his credit
he got a beard, well, i’m tryna wet it
i let him taste it, and now he diabetic
i don’t wanna spit, i wanna gulp
i wanna gag, i wanna choke
i want you to touch that lil’ dangly thing that swing in the back of my throat
my head game is fire, punani dasani
it’s going in dry, and it’s coming out soggy
i ride on that thing like the cops is behind me (yuh, ah)
i spit on his mic’ and now he tryna sign me, woo
your honor, i’m a freak b*tch, handcuffs, leashes
switch my wig, make him feel like he cheating
put him on his knees, give him some’ to believe in
never lost a fight, but i’m looking for a beating
in the food chain, i’m the one that eat ya
if he ate my ass, he’s a bottom feeder
big d stand for big demeanor
i could make ya bust before i ever meet ya
if it don’t hang, then he can’t bang
you can’t hurt my feelings, but i like pain
if he f*ck me and ask, “whose is it?”
when i ride the d*ck, i’ma spell my name, ah
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, you f*cking with some wet ass p*ssy
bring a bucket and a mop for this wet ass p*ssy
give me everything you got for this wet ass p*ssy
now from the top, make it drop, that’s some wet ass p*ssy
now get a bucket and a mop, that’s some wet ass p*ssy
i’m talking wap, wap, wap, that’s some wet ass p*ssy
macaroni in a pot, that’s some wet ass p*ssy, huh
there’s some wh0res in this house
there’s some wh0res in this house
there’s some wh0res in this house
there’s some wh0res in this house
there’s some wh0res in this house
there’s some wh0res in this house
there’s some wh0res in this house
there’s some wh0res in this house
there’s some wh0res in this house
there’s some wh0res in this house
there’s some wh0res in this house
there’s some wh0res…
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