xobabysky - Beefcake Lyrics

It's the Flowstress, do the mostess on the drum
Bitches talk shit but they don't pop nun
Pussy stay pink sorta like bubblegum
Everytime it wink, everytime he wanna cum
F*ck I look like with a bum
Runnin 'round town yellin f*ck the cis-tem
I don't know you get up out my section
Did you wanna f*ck? It was just a question
I see girls
Tell 'em icy lil girls
That if bitches got a problem I'm a feisty lil girl
Catch a flight around the world
I'm a diamond kind of girl
Got designers; I'm a stylist
I'm on trial for how I serve
(Ow ow)
What the f*ck
(Ow ow)
Nun chucks
(Mmhmm)
If you talkin' shit
Get ya funds up
(Ow ow)
From the bay all the way to London
(Ow ow)
Gettin' money, get it in abundance
(Say)
Beefcake beefcake
All around town
Briefcase briefcase
Hangin' to the ground
Beefcake beefcake
All around town
Briefcase briefcase
Hangin' to the ground like
I'm a bad bitch
I ain't never been to Petco
Bitches steal flows
Walkin round like some kleptos
Diggin' through my clothes
Galliano and it's retro
I be cookin' mean
Little bread and some pesto
Let a bitch know
Show her that my wrist froze
Said he want a slice of it so I call him Kimbo (Limbo)
Period
No menopause
That bitch talk I send her off
You know I ball, bitch
You know my nuts hang
You know I ride it like a horse no mustang
You know I walk it like I talk it on the runway
You know I get the pussy poppin no Gunplay
You know I really only do it for the f*ck sake
You know the whip on cream like a Sunday
Hey