don’t you hate when a b*tch thinks that we need you
b*tch hop on your knees all this d*ck i’ma feed you
you open up b*tch, it’s so easy to read you
not once in my life how i thought i should please you
my marble, my fetti, like noodles, we ready
she serving spaghetti on my lusiani
couldn’t stop at all, it’s too funny
b*tch, i’m so original just like fauni
i might catch a body, i’m lying, i’m too rich for that
i need two bricks for that, i need to mix with that
when she call your *ss up, how you wish for that
i rub on her cl*t cuz i like her response
drive with the top down when i rock the pot
got a pound of the breezy, just hopped on like tiggy