Bitch it's 24
And ya know we a f*ckin problem
Bout to set it off
Yea we really on it
Mobbin wit da gang
Tryna stack dem commas
And no I ain't sorry
F*cked ya baby mama
Whoa
I don't give a f*ck
I don't give a f*ck
Shawty threw it back/
We was having fun
She done felt the vibe
Had to have her some
I don't want the love
I just wanna nut
What's ya name
How ya doing
Oh you got a man
Imma give you right back to him
Want a night
And I see you in to it
Told her let me break off
Then send you right back to that loser
It's on site
Picked up the vibe
Knew she was down
Ready to ride
Jumped in my whip
Ran the red light
Feelin alive
Chick to my side
Got to my crib
Took her inside
Sat on the bed
Lit up some fire
Put out the blunt
Shawty strip down
My type of chick
Like sex when she high
And then I
Beat the pussy up but I forgot to whisper
Had that kitty running like the Nile river
3 days in a row she twerk it like a stripper
Made her suck my dick and then you probably kissed her
Whoa
Sorry I'm not sorry hater
U like a Honda
Guess I'm more like a Ferrari player
Whoa
She see the moves I'm makin major
Now she wanna ride me up and down
Like an elevator
Or like an escalator
This really escalated
Somebody call Jae millz and tell him
I'm the new most hated
And I ain't had to chase it
She just dig the flavor
So yo I call her candy
I get it now and later
U know it's good and plenty
She like to break me off
Thicker
Than a
Snicker
I might eat it all
She call me daddy
Bitch I'm a dog
Let me
Hit it
One more time
And then I'll send ya home
Bitch it's 24
And ya know we a f*ckin problem
Bout to set it off
Yea we really on it
Mobbin wit da gang
Tryna stack dem commas
And no I ain't sorry
F*cked ya baby mama
Whoa
I don't give a f*ck
I don't give a f*ck
Shawty threw it back
We was having fun
She done felt the vibe
Had to have her some
I don't want the love
I just wanna nut
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Bitch it's 24
And ya know we a f*ckin problem
Bout to set it off
Yea we really on it
Mobbin wit da gang
Tryna stack dem commas
And no I ain't sorry
F*cked ya baby mama
Whoa
I don't give a f*ck
I don't give a f*ck
Shawty threw it back/
We was having fun
She done felt the vibe
Had to have her some
I don't want the love
I just wanna nut
What's ya name
How ya doing
Oh you got a man
Imma give you right back to him
Want a night
And I see you in to it
Told her let me break off
Then send you right back to that loser
It's on site
Picked up the vibe
Knew she was down
Ready to ride
Jumped in my whip
Ran the red light
Feelin alive
Chick to my side
Got to my crib
Took her inside
Sat on the bed
Lit up some fire
Put out the blunt
Shawty strip down
My type of chick
Like sex when she high
And then I
Beat the pussy up but I forgot to whisper
Had that kitty running like the Nile river
3 days in a row she twerk it like a stripper
Made her suck my dick and then you probably kissed her
Whoa
Sorry I'm not sorry hater
U like a Honda
Guess I'm more like a Ferrari player
Whoa
She see the moves I'm makin major
Now she wanna ride me up and down
Like an elevator
Or like an escalator
This really escalated
Somebody call Jae millz and tell him
I'm the new most hated
And I ain't had to chase it
She just dig the flavor
So yo I call her candy
I get it now and later
U know it's good and plenty
She like to break me off
Thicker
Than a
Snicker
I might eat it all
She call me daddy
Bitch I'm a dog
Let me
Hit it
One more time
And then I'll send ya home
Bitch it's 24
And ya know we a f*ckin problem
Bout to set it off
Yea we really on it
Mobbin wit da gang
Tryna stack dem commas
And no I ain't sorry
F*cked ya baby mama
Whoa
I don't give a f*ck
I don't give a f*ck
Shawty threw it back
We was having fun
She done felt the vibe
Had to have her some
I don't want the love
I just wanna nut
And ya know we a f*ckin problem
Bout to set it off
Yea we really on it
Mobbin wit da gang
Tryna stack dem commas
And no I ain't sorry
F*cked ya baby mama
Whoa
I don't give a f*ck
I don't give a f*ck
Shawty threw it back/
We was having fun
She done felt the vibe
Had to have her some
I don't want the love
I just wanna nut
What's ya name
How ya doing
Oh you got a man
Imma give you right back to him
Want a night
And I see you in to it
Told her let me break off
Then send you right back to that loser
It's on site
Picked up the vibe
Knew she was down
Ready to ride
Jumped in my whip
Ran the red light
Feelin alive
Chick to my side
Got to my crib
Took her inside
Sat on the bed
Lit up some fire
Put out the blunt
Shawty strip down
My type of chick
Like sex when she high
And then I
Beat the pussy up but I forgot to whisper
Had that kitty running like the Nile river
3 days in a row she twerk it like a stripper
Made her suck my dick and then you probably kissed her
Whoa
Sorry I'm not sorry hater
U like a Honda
Guess I'm more like a Ferrari player
Whoa
She see the moves I'm makin major
Now she wanna ride me up and down
Like an elevator
Or like an escalator
This really escalated
Somebody call Jae millz and tell him
I'm the new most hated
And I ain't had to chase it
She just dig the flavor
So yo I call her candy
I get it now and later
U know it's good and plenty
She like to break me off
Thicker
Than a
Snicker
I might eat it all
She call me daddy
Bitch I'm a dog
Let me
Hit it
One more time
And then I'll send ya home
Bitch it's 24
And ya know we a f*ckin problem
Bout to set it off
Yea we really on it
Mobbin wit da gang
Tryna stack dem commas
And no I ain't sorry
F*cked ya baby mama
Whoa
I don't give a f*ck
I don't give a f*ck
Shawty threw it back
We was having fun
She done felt the vibe
Had to have her some
I don't want the love
I just wanna nut
Writer: Richard Lacko
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