Um, She said can fuck me right, I made her fuck her friend
She say don't call her a dike, well thats gay
Haha, I met her on Monday and fucked her all week
Cause every time she leave she come back to the tree
She know I love brain so I treat her like a geek
She love the way I spit so I made the pussy gleek
Wylin' wit my niggas, and I don't give a fuck
So I circle the bitches, we roundin' them up
I treat her like I need her, Im knowin' if I eat her
She gon' tell Quieta, and Quieta like the media
Woopty woo to the bloods, her lipstick match my flag thats swag
Weezy F Baby got nuts that drag
I put em' in your mouth till you choke and gagI poke her face off and now she faceless
I poke her so much I deserve a braceletYoung Money!I poke her face off and now she faceless
And I just gave "Poker Face" a facelift
Songwriters
Dwayne Carter, Jarvis MillsPublished by
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