I'm tryna f*ck you not love you
Don't want you to get in your feelings
If we gon f*ck at the party
I want everybody to hear it
I could tell that you wanna f*ck me
I could tell by the way that you staring
I want you to ride it, just like you drive it with the automatic steering
The way that she wiling the way that she crying, she bout to cum I can hear it
If we being honest, lil mama the finest, the type of girl I wanna marry
She know she got it, that pussy popping I don't gotta call up Mary
The way that she wax it, that shit was Brazilian she do not do the hairy
She don't got plans I told her come over
She do not drank she said she a smoker
So treat my dick just like a ruler
That pussy was fresh it don't got no odor
Her ex gotta keep it pushing like a stroller, tss
Can I bend you over?
She already know I pray to the Slizzy God like Jehovah
If I cannot have you, I'ma be mad boo, I don't want no one, ay
It feel like I have to, I gotta have you, like damn
I'm tryna f*ck you not love you
Don't want you to get in your feelings
If we gon f*ck at the party
I want everybody to hear it
I could tell that you wanna f*ck me
I could tell by the way that you staring
I want you to ride it, just like you drive it with the automatic steering
The way that she wiling the way that she crying, she bout to cum I can hear it
If we being honest, lil mama the finest, the type of girl I wanna marry
She know she got it, that pussy popping I don't gotta call up Mary
The way that she wax it, that shit was Brazilian she do not do the hairy
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I'm tryna f*ck you not love you
Don't want you to get in your feelings
If we gon f*ck at the party
I want everybody to hear it
I could tell that you wanna f*ck me
I could tell by the way that you staring
I want you to ride it, just like you drive it with the automatic steering
The way that she wiling the way that she crying, she bout to cum I can hear it
If we being honest, lil mama the finest, the type of girl I wanna marry
She know she got it, that pussy popping I don't gotta call up Mary
The way that she wax it, that shit was Brazilian she do not do the hairy
She don't got plans I told her come over
She do not drank she said she a smoker
So treat my dick just like a ruler
That pussy was fresh it don't got no odor
Her ex gotta keep it pushing like a stroller, tss
Can I bend you over?
She already know I pray to the Slizzy God like Jehovah
If I cannot have you, I'ma be mad boo, I don't want no one, ay
It feel like I have to, I gotta have you, like damn
I'm tryna f*ck you not love you
Don't want you to get in your feelings
If we gon f*ck at the party
I want everybody to hear it
I could tell that you wanna f*ck me
I could tell by the way that you staring
I want you to ride it, just like you drive it with the automatic steering
The way that she wiling the way that she crying, she bout to cum I can hear it
If we being honest, lil mama the finest, the type of girl I wanna marry
She know she got it, that pussy popping I don't gotta call up Mary
The way that she wax it, that shit was Brazilian she do not do the hairy
Don't want you to get in your feelings
If we gon f*ck at the party
I want everybody to hear it
I could tell that you wanna f*ck me
I could tell by the way that you staring
I want you to ride it, just like you drive it with the automatic steering
The way that she wiling the way that she crying, she bout to cum I can hear it
If we being honest, lil mama the finest, the type of girl I wanna marry
She know she got it, that pussy popping I don't gotta call up Mary
The way that she wax it, that shit was Brazilian she do not do the hairy
She don't got plans I told her come over
She do not drank she said she a smoker
So treat my dick just like a ruler
That pussy was fresh it don't got no odor
Her ex gotta keep it pushing like a stroller, tss
Can I bend you over?
She already know I pray to the Slizzy God like Jehovah
If I cannot have you, I'ma be mad boo, I don't want no one, ay
It feel like I have to, I gotta have you, like damn
I'm tryna f*ck you not love you
Don't want you to get in your feelings
If we gon f*ck at the party
I want everybody to hear it
I could tell that you wanna f*ck me
I could tell by the way that you staring
I want you to ride it, just like you drive it with the automatic steering
The way that she wiling the way that she crying, she bout to cum I can hear it
If we being honest, lil mama the finest, the type of girl I wanna marry
She know she got it, that pussy popping I don't gotta call up Mary
The way that she wax it, that shit was Brazilian she do not do the hairy
Writer: Cashmere Small, Michael Rainey Jr.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Performed By: Cash Cobain
From Album: Play Cash Cobain
Language: English
Length: 2:12
Written by: Cashmere Small, Michael Rainey Jr.