Erik the Terror - Vanessa

Eazy, Nigga
Ouuh
Getting head in the back of a Tesla
Tell that little boy he need to catch up
Must've heard that I murdered the next up
Ouuh fucked on Vanessa
Come here baby you know ima bless yah
I can't fw niggas cause they set up
Got my foot on they necks I won't let up
Met a Cuban I thought was a bunny
Started talking I knew she was for me
Fly her out we gon sneak out to London
Baby Milo this ain't no Jumanji
Wrap a raw round the blunt it's a mummy
She said "E I can feel in my tummy"
Thanking God as I look up above me
Pray to God that he got something for me
Creep through the winter
Pop out in the summer
Spring in action young Terror won't fumble
Fall in that pussy i might even stumble
You a quiet lil pussy you mumble
See the vision then I walk through the tunnel
Why they leave my big Cuzz in a puddle
Off duty bitch ima find em and murk em
Walking straight in the club
They don't search me
Got biscotti and Jiggas from Jared
Nigga mad his bitch embarrassed
Nigga sad cause she look like a Ferret
You the one that told her about marriage
Dance with mami she teaching me Spanish
She said "Papi you barley be stressing"
I said "Baby I do not be stressing, I'll switch out a hoe ain't no muhfucking question I'll Teach you a lesson."
Ouuh
Getting head in the back of a Tesla
Tell that little boy he need to catch up
Must've heard that I murdered the next up
Ouuh fucked on Vanessa
Come here baby you know ima bless yah
I can't fw niggas cause they set up
Got my foot on they necks I won't let up
Met a Cuban I thought was a bunny
Started talking I knew she was for me
Fly her out we gon sneak out to London
Baby Milo this ain't no Jumanji
Wrap a raw round the blunt it's a mummy
She said "E I can feel in my tummy"
Thanking God as I look up above me
Pray to God that he got something for me
Pop me a 30
But shootings Larry
Nigga I'm high like when Bron dunked on Terry
That nigga green and he look like a Celtic
We out in Miami this heat getting Hectic
I'm Ricky Bobby you coming in 2nd
I preach and I dress
Like a muhfucking reverend
These bitty tripping they need a relaxer
She want the D and she know Ima tax her
That Nigga pussy he calling for back up
My Niggas they coming
They walking not running
Spin on his block till a Nigga get dizzy
Stay in the Stu ain't no muhfucking Kizzy
No I'm not rude I'm just brutally honest
I hit from the back
Pull her Louis V bonnet
Crash in that pussy Erik The Commit
Nigga talking that shit
But he stay with his Mama
And Daddy
Ouuh
Getting head in the back of a Tesla
Tell that little boy he need to catch up
Must've heard that I murdered the next up
Ouuh fucked on Vanessa
Come here baby you know ima bless yah
I can't fw niggas cause they set up
Got my foot on they necks I won't let up
Met a Cuban I thought was a bunny
Started talking I knew she was for me
Fly her out we gon sneak out to London
Baby Milo this ain't no Jimonji
Wrap a raw round the blunt it's a mummy
She said "E I can feel in my tummy"
Thanking God as I look up above me
Pray to God that he got something for me

Written by:
Erik Autry

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