Back an forth bout this
She talkin that
I'm thinkin bakin soda
That pussy the shit
That venom drip
I think that's my Lor cobra
She gon work it perfect
In slow motion like she from the Nola
She gon Hol it down
Like she supposed ta
Yea at my Lor Soulja
Back an fourth bout this
She talkin that
Bitxh why you keep complainin
F*ck ya friend
All them bitches broke
But You can't see they hatin
On some shit
I'll never switch
Lol U you jus got me changin
Ain't comp
I'll jus beat myself
Bitch ain't no masterbation
She think she goin leave my side
I'm back in black on black an waitin
Them niggas ain't down to ride
Back to packin' gats wit satin
It's goin be a homicide
If Nair nigga play wit my baby
We ain't lettin shit slide
If he goin hide
I'm makin payments
I get so possessive
Ain't no rest
Until that ass in bed
You goin help me count it
Grab this money
Since you spending bread
Iont care boutcha attitude
"Naw"
I said what I said
Iont give a f*ck about ya cousins
Hoe cause I ain't scared
Don't keep makin threats
Get that shit in check
F*ck ya bruvah
I'm goin eat that pussy like it's supper
Then go meet ya Muvah
I'm from out the county
Educated my demeanor gutta
She jus want me luv her
But I jus f*ck her
An save all the troubles
Back an forth bout this
She talkin that
I'm thinkin bakin soda
That pussy the shit
That venom drip
I think that's my Lor cobra
She gon work it perfect
In slow motion like she from the Nola
She gon Hol it down
Like she supposed ta
Yea at my Lor Soulja
It's DoLo hoe, gotta flow so cold, that'll probably make you vomit
Got a bezel rose gold & the time piece froze, wit a blue face lookin like Sonic
I be up all night like I took a "no doze" I'm bag chasin' or rhyming
Gotta thing for a bitch w/ her own bank rolls & I fck mine w/ no bonnet
Call me DoLo the explorer, I be on my exploration
Looking for a brand new thotty w/ a body, exploitation
Say she from Louisiana, yeah i love em cajun
Told her shake it like its Mardi Gras, now its a celebration
Now my side piece keep on calling me, i told that bitch be patient
I be over later, now she fussin', she been waiting
She need to check herself, she in a rush for fornication
Ridin DIRTY if they pull me over, I'm goin to the station
My lor baby, my lor soulja, wanna real nigga to hold her
My lor rider, my lor roller, that lor pizzeal got her going
Got her squirting, now it's raining, my heart cold as Minnesota
When it's time for her to cum she say lor daddy got it snowing
Back an forth bout this
She talkin that
I'm thinkin bakin soda
That pussy the shit
That venom drip
I think that's my Lor cobra
She gon work it perfect
In slow motion like she from the Nola
She gon Hol it down
Like she supposed ta
Yea at my Lor Soulja
Back an forth bout this
She talkin that
I'm thinkin bakin soda
That pussy the shit
That venom drip
I think that's my Lor cobra
She gon work it perfect
In slow motion like she from the Nola
She gon Hol it down
Like she supposed ta
Yea at my Lor Soulja
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Back an forth bout this
She talkin that
I'm thinkin bakin soda
That pussy the shit
That venom drip
I think that's my Lor cobra
She gon work it perfect
In slow motion like she from the Nola
She gon Hol it down
Like she supposed ta
Yea at my Lor Soulja
Back an fourth bout this
She talkin that
Bitxh why you keep complainin
F*ck ya friend
All them bitches broke
But You can't see they hatin
On some shit
I'll never switch
Lol U you jus got me changin
Ain't comp
I'll jus beat myself
Bitch ain't no masterbation
She think she goin leave my side
I'm back in black on black an waitin
Them niggas ain't down to ride
Back to packin' gats wit satin
It's goin be a homicide
If Nair nigga play wit my baby
We ain't lettin shit slide
If he goin hide
I'm makin payments
I get so possessive
Ain't no rest
Until that ass in bed
You goin help me count it
Grab this money
Since you spending bread
Iont care boutcha attitude
"Naw"
I said what I said
Iont give a f*ck about ya cousins
Hoe cause I ain't scared
Don't keep makin threats
Get that shit in check
F*ck ya bruvah
I'm goin eat that pussy like it's supper
Then go meet ya Muvah
I'm from out the county
Educated my demeanor gutta
She jus want me luv her
But I jus f*ck her
An save all the troubles
Back an forth bout this
She talkin that
I'm thinkin bakin soda
That pussy the shit
That venom drip
I think that's my Lor cobra
She gon work it perfect
In slow motion like she from the Nola
She gon Hol it down
Like she supposed ta
Yea at my Lor Soulja
It's DoLo hoe, gotta flow so cold, that'll probably make you vomit
Got a bezel rose gold & the time piece froze, wit a blue face lookin like Sonic
I be up all night like I took a "no doze" I'm bag chasin' or rhyming
Gotta thing for a bitch w/ her own bank rolls & I fck mine w/ no bonnet
Call me DoLo the explorer, I be on my exploration
Looking for a brand new thotty w/ a body, exploitation
Say she from Louisiana, yeah i love em cajun
Told her shake it like its Mardi Gras, now its a celebration
Now my side piece keep on calling me, i told that bitch be patient
I be over later, now she fussin', she been waiting
She need to check herself, she in a rush for fornication
Ridin DIRTY if they pull me over, I'm goin to the station
My lor baby, my lor soulja, wanna real nigga to hold her
My lor rider, my lor roller, that lor pizzeal got her going
Got her squirting, now it's raining, my heart cold as Minnesota
When it's time for her to cum she say lor daddy got it snowing
Back an forth bout this
She talkin that
I'm thinkin bakin soda
That pussy the shit
That venom drip
I think that's my Lor cobra
She gon work it perfect
In slow motion like she from the Nola
She gon Hol it down
Like she supposed ta
Yea at my Lor Soulja
Back an forth bout this
She talkin that
I'm thinkin bakin soda
That pussy the shit
That venom drip
I think that's my Lor cobra
She gon work it perfect
In slow motion like she from the Nola
She gon Hol it down
Like she supposed ta
Yea at my Lor Soulja
She talkin that
I'm thinkin bakin soda
That pussy the shit
That venom drip
I think that's my Lor cobra
She gon work it perfect
In slow motion like she from the Nola
She gon Hol it down
Like she supposed ta
Yea at my Lor Soulja
Back an fourth bout this
She talkin that
Bitxh why you keep complainin
F*ck ya friend
All them bitches broke
But You can't see they hatin
On some shit
I'll never switch
Lol U you jus got me changin
Ain't comp
I'll jus beat myself
Bitch ain't no masterbation
She think she goin leave my side
I'm back in black on black an waitin
Them niggas ain't down to ride
Back to packin' gats wit satin
It's goin be a homicide
If Nair nigga play wit my baby
We ain't lettin shit slide
If he goin hide
I'm makin payments
I get so possessive
Ain't no rest
Until that ass in bed
You goin help me count it
Grab this money
Since you spending bread
Iont care boutcha attitude
"Naw"
I said what I said
Iont give a f*ck about ya cousins
Hoe cause I ain't scared
Don't keep makin threats
Get that shit in check
F*ck ya bruvah
I'm goin eat that pussy like it's supper
Then go meet ya Muvah
I'm from out the county
Educated my demeanor gutta
She jus want me luv her
But I jus f*ck her
An save all the troubles
Back an forth bout this
She talkin that
I'm thinkin bakin soda
That pussy the shit
That venom drip
I think that's my Lor cobra
She gon work it perfect
In slow motion like she from the Nola
She gon Hol it down
Like she supposed ta
Yea at my Lor Soulja
It's DoLo hoe, gotta flow so cold, that'll probably make you vomit
Got a bezel rose gold & the time piece froze, wit a blue face lookin like Sonic
I be up all night like I took a "no doze" I'm bag chasin' or rhyming
Gotta thing for a bitch w/ her own bank rolls & I fck mine w/ no bonnet
Call me DoLo the explorer, I be on my exploration
Looking for a brand new thotty w/ a body, exploitation
Say she from Louisiana, yeah i love em cajun
Told her shake it like its Mardi Gras, now its a celebration
Now my side piece keep on calling me, i told that bitch be patient
I be over later, now she fussin', she been waiting
She need to check herself, she in a rush for fornication
Ridin DIRTY if they pull me over, I'm goin to the station
My lor baby, my lor soulja, wanna real nigga to hold her
My lor rider, my lor roller, that lor pizzeal got her going
Got her squirting, now it's raining, my heart cold as Minnesota
When it's time for her to cum she say lor daddy got it snowing
Back an forth bout this
She talkin that
I'm thinkin bakin soda
That pussy the shit
That venom drip
I think that's my Lor cobra
She gon work it perfect
In slow motion like she from the Nola
She gon Hol it down
Like she supposed ta
Yea at my Lor Soulja
Back an forth bout this
She talkin that
I'm thinkin bakin soda
That pussy the shit
That venom drip
I think that's my Lor cobra
She gon work it perfect
In slow motion like she from the Nola
She gon Hol it down
Like she supposed ta
Yea at my Lor Soulja
Writer: Akili Moore, Jordan Williams
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