Cartier WOW - Hot Temale

Ooh, girl, you know I fucks with you
Ooh, baby, whatever you wanna do
Ooh, baby, you know I fucks with you, I might drip you in that Jimmy Choo
You my trap doll, so its whatever you wanna do
You a hot tamale, fuck on you like every day And I always put you first like you the 48
We fell off, but I would pray that we had better days
But in the meantime, I just focus on getting that pape'
Throwin 20s 50s 100s on you, I'm making it rain
And now you're naked in a room When you throw it back, it go boom
It's me and you tonight, don't need no phone You love that I'm a trapper, yeah, I know
Say that you love me and that was for show You told me that I was a goat
Put that body in my hands and I rock and I roll I'll beat it however you want
Put that dick deeper and deeper feel it your toes I'm looking you deep in your soul
Pull you by the hair, then grab you by the throat That's all you really wanted
Ooh, baby, you know I fucks with you, I might drip you in that Jimmy Choo
You my trap doll, so its whatever you wanna do
You a hot tamale, fuck on you like every day And I always put you first like you the 48
We fell off, but I would pray that we had better days
But in the meantime, I just focus on getting that pape'
Yeaaaaaaaah
Got bottles, we lit, we back here again We did it once, we doing it again
I know that you is tired of this shit, But fuck it, I'm fucking with you
Ain't going for nothing
Ooh, girl, you know I fucks with you
Ooh, baby, whatever you wanna do
Ooh, baby, you know I fucks with you, I might drip you in that Jimmy Choo
You my trap doll, so its whatever you wanna do
You a hot tamale, fuck on you like every day And I always put you first like you the 48
We fell off, but I would pray that we had better days
But in the meantime, I just focus on getting that pape'
Throwin 20s 50s 100s on you, I'm making it rain

Written by:
Warrick Campbell

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