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cherry - rubi rose lyrics

[intro]
(bl$$d)

[verse 1]
i ain’t talkin’ ’bout no groceries, it’s green up in my bag (my bag) if you see that n*gga close to me, that gun be by his flag
i got n*ggas that was over me that’s tryna double back (i’m straight)
ho, be careful how you talk to me, ’cause you can’t take it back (can’t take it back)

[verse 2]
never get one*night*standed (never)
thirsty, want some water, tell ’em come eat my panties
fly across the border with this n*gga, think he spanish
lyin’ through his t**th, guarantee he pay his dentist (glee)
hurt a n*gga feelings
jumpin’ off that curb with this new n*gga that’s winnin’
my side boo still spinnin’ (spinnin’)
my b*tches like, “you did it,” yeah, i’m like, “i did” (yeah)
and i think they friends, call each other twin
[chorus]
n*gga, go’n pop your gun, then come home, come pop this cherry (pop it)
p*ssy gon’ take ’em to church, keepin’ it tight like virgin mary (d*mn)
tell ’em i’m ready to marry (marry)
how you gonna take control, b*tch? i’m even the boss of my daddy
i don’t know how you broke, i would be shakin’ my sh*t in miami
n*gga, go’n pop your gun, then come home, come pop this cherry (pop it)
p*ssy gon’ take ’em to church, keepin’ it tight like virgin mary (d*mn)
tell ’em i’m ready to marry (marry)
how you gonna take control, b*tch? i’m even the boss of my daddy
i don’t know how you broke, i would be shakin’ my sh*t in miami (yeah, yeah, yeah)

[bridge]
he gon do whatever’s necessary
just come home and pop this cherry for me (this cherry for me)
said he love me, i’m like, “do you really?”
lay me on my back and put that sh*t up in my belly

[chorus]
n*gga, go’n pop your gun, then come home, come pop this cherry (pop it)
p*ssy gon’ take ’em to church, keepin’ it tight like virgin mary (d*mn)
tell ’em i’m ready to marry (marry)
how you gonna take control, b*tch? i’m even the boss of my daddy
i don’t know how you broke, i would be shakin’ my sh*t in miami
n*gga, go’n pop your gun, then come home, come pop this cherry (pop it)
p*ssy gon’ take ’em to church, keepin’ it tight like virgin mary (d*mn)
tell ’em i’m ready to marry (marry)
how you gonna take control, b*tch? i’m even the boss of my daddy
i don’t know how you broke, i would be shakin’ my sh*t in miami

- rubi rose lyrics

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