I wanna get a kiss, kiss, x4
[Verse 1: da 5'9"] nickle nina nigga Twitter beefing, first rapper that a fan my absolute state of mind, like Waka's man Chopper's brand, getting head in the car park, new bitch sucking my dick today, call it yesterday's news tomorrow Stretch a out, I'm the new Tae-bo, Bout to cross over, I'm the new Bout to a couple of these bitches that's right, I'm the new Bible You 5.0, me? I'm all grounded to punishments, but I'm too fly though Y'all niggas be whinin', I call you Moscato
Look down at the It looks like someone left a pair of stiletto shoes in my know what type of a ho inside of my ride I may let Last night at 5AM, and she ain't even recover from last yet Hoes all over the ride like an ice cream truck, I can see why they fret I already ran over two hoes and I ain't get out the drive way yet Soon as I open the door, you try to resist, what Get in girl, don't shorty Your, fightin' an unwinable war, it's useless, tits on a boar, little on a whore Got a mack and it's screaming like little kids fits on the floor Get in the whip but you turning, a frog into a prince What you keep convincing me for?
[Verse 2: Now you in my whip long as you understand that I can't be whipped You say companionship, I say abandon ship, I'm a gigolo so you I'm always on the go, I ain't got no time to slow down for no relation the P and add a T, yeah, you can get mad at me all you want But I'm ghost before you can even say boo, hon' let call me one A one-night stand is all he wants with a female fan, yeah a one-night And he's so about a one-night stand his bedroom has two lamps and only one nightstand Get the Ooh yeah boo, ew! I ain't finna argue but why do you think they it boo? Yeah, cause the sound of it's to scare you
da 5'9":] oh ho, we can share you in the back of the I don't give a fuck what your is, we gon' call you hot and bi you bi in the mean time your name is Sharon Slow the flow down so I can Tell you same face i make When I'm shooting the guns the same face that I make when I From the of your neck my hand pressing your face against the sheets it's insane You been changed, cause I'm outta this world girl I got that Milky Way vein I'm at an all-time high with highness, I'm at an all-time fly flyness And this is what they say when they bow to your highness
[Verse 3: da 5'9"] nina Twitter beefing, first rapper that shot a fan (Push ya chick out the car it's moving like Waka's man) Her bottom's dark, but her top is tan, her private Got her on the like the opposite of her papa's plan (Come on stripper, let's hit the strip 180 and the trance I'm in the trance like look at bitch dance) at this girl, like what you wearing girl, quit playing (You them scratch and sniff pants? Well let me scratch 'em) Let me sniff, (What?) Did I say that? I'm on lean Styrofoam cups and kickstands
Middle stuck on fuck, sniff pants But girl you got a butt like no if ands, so yeah what the hell, All hail, Shady, he'll it like it is So tell Perry he's on her tail, he's tailgating These bells are my mating and I'm here, bell's waiting and tell Lady Gaga, she can quit her job at the post office, still a male lady Wouldn't fuck her with her dick you it, the verdict's in, he's allergic to divas take meat cleavers 'em, him don't give a damn about Beiber doin What a demon, a behemoth, evil just seems to be seething him
da 5'9":] I like lil strip tease you doing this evening you and me gon' find Three more chickadees and have a like Nikki You hot like a Dickie outfit in Texas without under it, sweating Suck my dick, we both gets to to my logic
My god trick, my dick is as hard and as a yardstick What we gonna do? Ride around we're carsick Then I'm put this shit in park like dog shit And you can blow me in the dark in the lot Out of the trailer by the garbage you waiting on? Me to roll out the carpet? The condoms are in the glove compartment, start it I'm joking? What, am I sitting here Tryna make farts with my armpits? Tryna get you to spit pot your nose? Am I to amuse you? Stop it
da 5'9":] I'm in your pocket outside of a The other hands reaching for the of your purse You giving me head in a boxing My so big you could drop it in dirt I'm not man, we're sparring partners five things you are in charge of, that's Sucking a dick, sucking a dick, a dick Sucking a dick, a dick
If you ain't sucking a dick, why you sitting With puckered lips? That's collagen, bitch What you mean how'd you, get into this You jump into my truck and then try to get truculent? (You be suffering, you should be cooking You should be buckling your seatbelt oven mitts) Excuse me I'm making an ass of myself But it's only cause I just get...