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porn star - retch lyrics

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[intro]
yeah, yeah, what, huh, what?
yeah, yeah, what, huh, what?
yeah, yeah, what, huh, what?
yeah

[chorus]
i cannot f-ck on no thick bodies
n-ggas p-ssy, they switch siders
that ain’t my ho, no, be quiet
over the gang you been biased
pull up in foreigns, big tires
back to back coupes and them big bodies
you don’t get money, you sit by me
your b-tch sit on my d-ck, probably
trappin’, i’m workin’ my wrist, probably
doctors and lawyers live by me
came in detroit, got my wrist rocky
bad b-tches losin’ they sh-t ’bout me

[post chorus]
on god, saw that pretty little b-tch you break your back and do your all for
she gon’ suck my d-ck and she gon’ treat me like a p-rn star

[verse 1]
ayy, that little b-tch you break your back and do your all for
she gon’ suck my d-ck and i’m gon’ say, “i need an encore”
n-ggas see i’m o.t., why they blowin’ up my phone for?
gotta have my little cousins serve you ’cause i’m on tour
know that them are tellers when i’m walkin’ out the court doors
n-ggas really b-tches, why they got me up in court for?
how you talkin’ tough but really workin’ with the one time?
school, i swear to god that i was trappin’ all through lunch time
me and most my n-ggas, yeah, we really did them gun crimes
when the people came ’round askin’ questions, i ain’t run mine
n-ggas throwin’ shade but we ain’t worried, this alright, though
won’t be runnin’ to ’em, we gon’ turn it to a light show

[chorus]
i cannot f-ck on no thick bodies
n-ggas p-ssy, they switch siders
that ain’t my ho, no, be quiet
over the gang you been biased
pull up in foreigns, big tires
back to back coupes and them big bodies
you don’t get money, you sit by me
your b-tch sit on my d-ck, probably
trappin’, i’m workin’ my wrist, probably
doctors and lawyers live by me
came in detroit, got my wrist rocky
bad b-tches losin’ they sh-t ’bout me

[post chorus]
on god, saw that pretty little b-tch you break your back and do your all for
she gon’ suck my d-ck and she gon’ treat me like a p-rn star

[verse 2]
no, i can’t feel bad, though, if i’m f-ckin’ on your b-tch, bro
’cause you is a goofy n-gga, that’s just what you get, though
hoppin’ out the wraith and then i slide off in a bent’, though
first you get the money, then the power, dawg, it’s simple
pig, they was showin’ to the jury all my pics, though
sayin’ i did that and then they said that i did this though
so i don’t work knocks unless the murder to a snitch, yo
shootin’ at his mother and we shootin’ at his b-tch, too
n-ggas that was gang and p-ssy n-ggas get it too, now
if i ever see him, man, i gotta up the tools now
if i push the b-tton, swear to god you gon’ see shots fly
he was talkin’ tough up on the ‘gram, now he on fox 5

[chorus]
i cannot f-ck on no thick bodies
n-ggas p-ssy, they switch siders
that ain’t my ho, no, be quiet
over the gang you been biased
pull up in foreigns, big tires
back to back coupes and them big bodies
you don’t get money, you sit by me
your b-tch sit on my d-ck, probably
trappin’, i’m workin’ my wrist, probably
doctors and lawyers live by me
came in detroit, got my wrist rocky
bad b-tches losin’ they sh-t ’bout me

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