Ash M.O. - Dickmove (feat. NINI IVY)

Is it a dick move when I send you pics, baby?
Is it rude when I call you my bitch, maybe?
Should I pretend to care?
Is that a dick move? It made your dick move
This ain’t my fault
Your ass looking nice in those Jeans
Now make that shit quake, quake
I’m losing control
I’m turning from Jekyll to Hide when I see you shake shake
For god’s sake
These buns looking perfectly baked baked
Fuck dinner, I just want that cake cake
I’ll call you Marie Antoinette, dude, you let me eat cake cake
Them straight boys be bitching like „ah, Nigga hell nah, you too aggressive!“
But the minute they lie in my sheets, they want it hard
It’s quite impressive how massive, my pull is
Two beers and a shot and they stroke and they pull this
They lick and they suck
I'm waking that rooster, good morning, tick tock
Doesn’t time fly, when you ride on my cock?
You don’t need a watch
Don’t look so shocked
I turned your time zone to fucking O’clock
Trust, I’m the real shit and yaas, you will feel it
Now throw that ass, hoe hoe that ass, yeah show that ass
Hush, don’t fight it
Just rush, like I did
Don’t blush, just try it
Baby you will like it
Hush, don’t fight it
Just rush, like I did
Don’t blush, just try it
You will like it
Is it a dickmove when I send you pics, baby?
Is it rude when I call you my bitch, maybe?
Should I pretend to care?
Is that a dick move? It made your dick move
That dickidy dicky
I moved your dickidy dickidy
Yeah Yeah dickidy
Oh snap snap, let’s chat chat
How could I not hit you up?
Just smile, don’t be mad mad
Dude I’m just trying to fuck
Now don’t be so serious
I know that dick, it will drive you delirious
Nigga for real, here is the deal: I don’t give a shit if you’re straight, if you’re bi
I really don’t give a shit how you feel
There ain’t no dude I respect, unless he can squeeze a good dick in
The way to my heart’s through my sack so stop all talking and let’s get to dickin’
I’ll be your first like Obama
I blow your phone up like Osama
Swear I will fuck you like Karma
Yeah, ain’t I the charmer
You know that I like it rough rough
Lose those pants, take them off off
Quit playing games with my dick, this hesitant shit, is making me soft soft
I’ll make your pants a tight space, baby
When I touch you there
Anytime anywhere
You know you want it, oh baby I take you bare…
Back into the future, got them flying cars
Fuck you on a rover, call me Bruno Mars
Hush, don’t fight it
Just rush, like I did
Don’t blush, just try it
You will like it
Is it a dick move when I send you pics, baby?
Is it rude when I call you my bitch, maybe?
Should I pretend to care?
Is that a dick move? It made your dick move
That dickidy dicky
I moved your dickidy dickidy
Yeah Yeah let's do this quickidy quickidy
I moved your dickidy dickidy
I'm fucking sickidy sickidy
That's right dickidy
This ain’t my fault, no
You make me want it all
And what I want I’ll own
Now Babyboy hush and let’s go
That sparkle of bliss how could I resist?
Smelling like chocolate and looking like this
You could have stopped teasing, but boy you kept pleasing me
Could have said so, but you didn’t disagree
Let it happen, ahh, you will scream out: Oh my god
Holy mother take my to church and I won’t stop until you finished the search
For the holy ground
I’ll help you out
Don’t hesitate
No my dear, no time for tears
We ain’t quitting here until you’re pure

Written by:
Ashton Emmo, Corinna Feil, Nouri Frenken

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