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Put a cup up put a four up in it
Sixes on that Chevy with some hoes in it
Put a cup up, put a four up in it
Sixes on that Chevy with some hoes in it
What he won't do, bitch, I will
What he won't do, bitch, I will
What he won't do, bitch, I will
What he won't do, bitch, I will
Take it off baby bend over let me see it
You looking for a real pussy eater? I can be it
Quit playing with me girl and bring it over here
And climb aboard my face, put that pussy on my beard
I ain't tryna to take you shopping, buy yo' ass no shoes
I'm just tryna lick that clit while I'm looking up at you
No shame in my game, girl, look back at me
I don't give a fuck if it's shaved or it's nappy
Long as it ain't nasty, sanitation smelling
One whiff of that bitch, I'mma be bailing
If it's smelling sweet, I'mma lick it for a hour
And even it's sour, I might lick it in the shower
I go dumb and ignorant when I'm on that clitoris
Lick yo' ass delirious, my tongue game so damn serious
So bend that ass over, let me eat it from the back
That pussy so good, have a nigga coming back
Put a cup up, put a four up in it
Sixes on that Chevy with some hoes in it
Put a cup up, put a four up in it
Sixes on that Chevy with some hoes in it
What he won't do, bitch, I will
What he won't do, bitch, I will
What he won't do, bitch, I will
What he won't do, bitch, I will
Oh that nigga scared, let me show you what it's 'bout
Spread apart the lips, put that clit up in my mouth
And that thang so juicy, I'mma call it jamba
Licking it in circles got me calling me yo' papa
Tongue going faster, singing La Labamba
Tryna keep my rhythm like the bongos in samba
I'm a pussy monster, blowing on that ganja
After I finish, look like you was in a sauna
Toes curling up while you grabbing on the sheets
Spitting on that pussy real sloppy when I eat
Slobbing on that pussy, after that, I don't cuddle
I put that dick up on her, make her sleep in the puddle
Bitch, I ain't afraid, I eat it up in public (yeah)
Feet up on the windshield, broad day, fuck it
Sixty-nine in hotels with the lights on
Tongue worth a million, I don't need ice on
Put a cup up, put a four in it
Sixes on that Chevy with some hoes in it
Them hoes playing, they don't wanna fuck
I'mma put they ass out, they gone be walking, brah
And I'm swagged up, I'm off a pill
Could fuck you for an hour cause I can't feel
Said I'm swagged up, I'm off a pill
Could fuck you for an hour cause I can't feel