iamphycojack - Erected (Freestyle) Lyrics

(DJ Chose)

Boy
You know your bitches not f*ckin' with Jackson
Your nigga not even f*ckin' erected
He put the tip in and then you get to tappin'
If I get on then I ride while he slap it

If it ain't good then I ain't gon relapse
And You f*ck like a rabbit, come show me what's happenin'

I need a nigga with stroke game
Im gonna sit it on your face

He wanna see my shit squirt when he squeeze it
He'll go to jail bout this pussy, he need it
He wanna keep it he lock it and key it
I tell him to bring me that dick and then beat it

Give a nigga back to his wife, ayy
That's not me that's life, ayy
Finna let a nigga hit it twice, ayy
And ain't seen ya nigga, 'bout five days

Ask your man bout me I'm the bomb, bae
Pretty bitch all on the runway
Pink lemonade with the Cher-ray
I'm the child of destiny like Beyoncé

I could make the dick dance, now he in a cast
And he want another chance, but that nigga finna blast
And your last bitch mad 'cause I'm comin' up fast
And Now im in the first, and yo' old bitch in the last

Your favorite teacher only use onomatopoeias
You don't wanna hear 'em 'cause you only wanna see her
I'ma show you how a real bad bitch tee up
Get up in the booth and beat the motherf*ckin' beat up

Pissin' niggas off like a bitch ain't let the seat up
Old bitch mad 'cause you can't beat me up
I don't wanna talk shit with ya or see ya
Jealous old trick tryna f*ck up my features

I get my revenge when I post all my pictures
I'm special like art, bitch, I look like a fixture
I'll get my revenge when I f*ck on her nigga
I take that shit back, I won't f*ck on your nigga

I'll f*ck on his face, ride in your place
Takin' his his money, I'm runnin' to Chase
Pushin' these bitches right out of my way
Yo' favorite baddie be stalking my page

Yo' baby daddy be heartin' my page
Yo' baby daddy so minimum wage
Keep that lil' bitch from the f*ck out my face
'Fore I beat the bitch up with a big ass briefcase

Filled up with bands, full of them M's
Bitch, I'm on top of this hill like a ant
All of my baddies know Jackson the shit
All of these niggas know Jackson that bitch

Wonderin' how I'm so rich with no deal
Bitches wanted in on my sex appeal
I'm not a snack, nigga, I am a meal
I'm from Denver, nigga, I am so trill
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