small court small passes back to normal smothering onions damn it onions I'm all
All about our onions.
Bad, bad it in yours, my chick do stuff that I can't even put in one
So swag it on style, her body won't quit
So full pipe down, you ain't talkin' bout shit
But my chick bad, tell me if you seen her
She always bring the racket like Venus and Serena
All white top, all white belt
And all white jeans, body lookin' like milk
No time for games, she's full grown
My chick bad, tell your chick to go home
My chick bad, my chick hood
My chick do stuff that ya chick wish ya could
My chick bad, my chick hood
My chick do stuff that yo chick wish ya could
My chick bad, bad it in yours
Now your girl might be sick but my girl sick on
She rides that dick, and she handles her liquor
Rock a bitch out and bang
Comin' out swingin' like Tiger Woods wife
Yeah, she could get a lil' hasty
Chicks better cover up their chests like pasties
Couple girlfriends and they all a lil' crazy
Comin' down the street like a parade
Macy, I fill her up, balloons
Test her and guns get drawn like cartons
Don't, but I ain't talkin' bout homa
Chicks so bad the whole crew won't up on her
My chick bae, my chick hood
My chick do stuff that your chick wish she could
My chick bae, my chick hood
My chick do stuff that your chick wish she could
Our chink bae hin Santa
My chink bae
Honestly, my прок bmore
My chink bae hin Santa
My chink bae hin Santa
Now, nah, nah Now, well these bitches wanna try and be my bestie
but not takin' love at least I ain't Colin
Lhea Queen where therand
Trash towel to him, then I put him and I have it
Running down the court, I'm dunking on him, at least I last sleep
It's going down, basement fight day, the thirteenth
Guess who's playing Jason, tuck yourself in, you better hold on to your teddy
It's Nightmare on Elm Street, and guess who's playing Freddy?
Margie
Chef cookin' for me, they say my shoe came crazy
The mentalist found him lookin' for me, you a rookie to me
I'm in that William Bain, purple lamb, damn bitch, you in a bin
My chick bae, my chick good, my chick do stuff that you check with
This is having a breeze, oh!
My chick bae, my chick good, my chick do stuff that you check with
She good, my chick bae, better, better than you
My, my chick bae, better, better than you
My, my chick bae, better, better than you
My, my chick bae, GGP
And when we all alone
I might just kill boys, she slides down the pole
Like a certified struggle
When we all alone
I might just kill boys, she slides down the pole
Like a certified struggle
When we all alone
I might just kill boys, she slides down the pole
Like a certified struggle
Nightmare, darling, backhand
She slides down the pole
Like a certified struggle
And that's legit
Are you all, uh, liquored up?
I mean, uh, hydrated
