Damn shawty bad
But I can't stop to pick ya up
I know that ull get bagged
But not inside my business truck
Heard u was vodoo child finest You was bad luck
A pot of your warm stuff
Have niggaz wantin more thats glut
Tell us what we want to hear u
Trained to mind f*ck us up Heard u known to devoir
While niggaz aint lifted up
But im a hard pill
For u to swallow
Ull be throwing up
Can never put me in a trick bag Want a duffle up
Play them cards by your self
So go head an shuffle up
Niggaz whip pots and pans
Till they bubble up
And how i get stack from it
Well lets keep that on a hush I'm cooling like a cooler
And I'm smoother
That's how I get butt
Every night
Same old chick
Same shit
Want me to stay in the house
While u on anotha rapper dick That don't make no sense
Doneeetrip
That don't make no sense
Yea she on it
All over
Like salt on a peanut
Slow down turbo
I'm quick to make em speed up
Come n go
10 Toes on concrete
Bleed from her souls
Da drip gets low
It's pouring
From the description
It wasn't a hard decision
Was wit em
But now she winning
Feel victim to the living
Now wit me
She gon get it before she get in
She gon get it before she get in
Purse first
Talking
Not how she gon hop in
Doneeetrip
Bottom lip
Then she boppin
Never much conversation
I pepping the situation
Use to leaving guys craving
Her thighs full of persuasion
Her eyes now focused on mine
And I'ma focus on her mind
Mali Mercury - Every Night (feat. Casino Punchline) Lyrics
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Damn shawty bad
But I can't stop to pick ya up
I know that ull get bagged
But not inside my business truck
Heard u was vodoo child finest You was bad luck
A pot of your warm stuff
Have niggaz wantin more thats glut
Tell us what we want to hear u
Trained to mind f*ck us up Heard u known to devoir
While niggaz aint lifted up
But im a hard pill
For u to swallow
Ull be throwing up
Can never put me in a trick bag Want a duffle up
Play them cards by your self
So go head an shuffle up
Niggaz whip pots and pans
Till they bubble up
And how i get stack from it
Well lets keep that on a hush I'm cooling like a cooler
And I'm smoother
That's how I get butt
Every night
Same old chick
Same shit
Want me to stay in the house
While u on anotha rapper dick That don't make no sense
Doneeetrip
That don't make no sense
Yea she on it
All over
Like salt on a peanut
Slow down turbo
I'm quick to make em speed up
Come n go
10 Toes on concrete
Bleed from her souls
Da drip gets low
It's pouring
From the description
It wasn't a hard decision
Was wit em
But now she winning
Feel victim to the living
Now wit me
She gon get it before she get in
She gon get it before she get in
Purse first
Talking
Not how she gon hop in
Doneeetrip
Bottom lip
Then she boppin
Never much conversation
I pepping the situation
Use to leaving guys craving
Her thighs full of persuasion
Her eyes now focused on mine
And I'ma focus on her mind
But I can't stop to pick ya up
I know that ull get bagged
But not inside my business truck
Heard u was vodoo child finest You was bad luck
A pot of your warm stuff
Have niggaz wantin more thats glut
Tell us what we want to hear u
Trained to mind f*ck us up Heard u known to devoir
While niggaz aint lifted up
But im a hard pill
For u to swallow
Ull be throwing up
Can never put me in a trick bag Want a duffle up
Play them cards by your self
So go head an shuffle up
Niggaz whip pots and pans
Till they bubble up
And how i get stack from it
Well lets keep that on a hush I'm cooling like a cooler
And I'm smoother
That's how I get butt
Every night
Same old chick
Same shit
Want me to stay in the house
While u on anotha rapper dick That don't make no sense
Doneeetrip
That don't make no sense
Yea she on it
All over
Like salt on a peanut
Slow down turbo
I'm quick to make em speed up
Come n go
10 Toes on concrete
Bleed from her souls
Da drip gets low
It's pouring
From the description
It wasn't a hard decision
Was wit em
But now she winning
Feel victim to the living
Now wit me
She gon get it before she get in
She gon get it before she get in
Purse first
Talking
Not how she gon hop in
Doneeetrip
Bottom lip
Then she boppin
Never much conversation
I pepping the situation
Use to leaving guys craving
Her thighs full of persuasion
Her eyes now focused on mine
And I'ma focus on her mind
Writer: Malik El, Shawn Wiggins
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid