Look, niggas wanna beat they chest For B.A.N.K.S. These be gorillas for the pin-k flesh niggas be vanilla the chips be legitimate They want the pumpernickel sis in the linens with em So you vanilla men spend Can my hot-fudge bitches get your vanilla friends? Hey, I'm the liquorice You know I'm lookin for these niggas if niggas is rich I hits muthafucka Do you jiggle dick when Ya bitch pop singin' on the liquorice hit, ya
Can I catch your eye Can I be you like, yeah? I could be the right me if you like your Lady in my my Can I be type, yeah? I could be the right Tell me if you like in my my color Can I be type, yeah? I can set you right, woah! How are you tonight, All up in my life, oh Hope you alright, yeah
Hey, I'm the liquorice You know I'm lookin for these niggas if niggas is rich He got cum fifty colors and a eye too Hi, wanna get your for your 212 line? we could slumber We could woo woo woo Don't do but if you want to, fine Your fantasy can get that pitch Cause it's gone erupt when ya in-betwixt that black snatch Your like ema-nem-minatin ya minat mizzatach at? Huh, I bet you been gassed I bet you wanna up on the molasses ass bet you really wanna tongue up on her kizzat is Cause her kizzat You wanna cuddle your bitch after, eh? But I dip I gotta get at the Lot of to make And the dick fuck up any skrillac for Banks No issues money over, haha, ya beige in her She just wanna see the best in Greece, see some And check beats in the sun He just wanna see the wet wet When I'm swimmin' in the Indies Then I sit up and this breeze Sip a bit of rum and ting
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These bitches that I be on my black girl shit The black girl pin-up that black girl dip With that black girl spin up on ya wack tip Ain't official til I up in that black girl kit And put out ya and attack real quick I'm a hit em with that venom and rap girl hip I flip out the denims know that girl fit Get that Remy in a did and hit that girl switch Bitches tan for the summer And for the haters, Quit that chit-chat and get paper Quote the cinnamon and cherry melange verbatim When I speak about your face in the clams the flavors You get And her Take a lick up on my And sit to Do ya mans and his interest a favor I be the right girl Tell me if you like in my my colour Can I be type, yeah? I can set you right, How are you tonight, All up in my life, oh you feel alright, yeah
Can I it?