Fatha Ferg - Got Sum'n

I gotta best friend, damn right she’s a cutie
Thick as thighs with a “Got Damn” booty
Ass steady bouncing, while I’m dogging the coochie
Let a couple off, roll over and watch a movie
I stay fuckin bitches, all kind of races
Show me your stripper moves, I gotta pole in the basement
Bitches ain’t trying to fuck? Ok, cool than
On to her sister, cousins, and best friend
You got damn right, I’m loving the damn crew
Stay in some WAP, I gotta stallion, Meg slide thru
Give a couple strokes, I love a throat goat
She never ever gag, watch me make her choke
They said never trust a big butt and a smile
Poison or not its your venom how I’m trying to drown
Timmy the tongue man Taylor trying to taste yo mayo
Get pussy as much as Tony Montana sniffin' yayo
Candles, music, whip cream, action
Getting u hotter than the breathe of Braxton
Mean the world to me girl Toni Braxton
Getting all oiled, set u on fire I don’t need no matches
On a BAEcation, You in an apron
Pussy all out, cooking eggs & bacon
What I’m a eat 1st is my only frustration
Sex with you was just my imagination
Oh this finna make you my girl you Causing temptation
Multiple orgasms before I get my ejeculation
No explanation, I’ll give you a demonstration
She can’t take the d I felt it from her legs vibrations
It be the simplest touch that’ll send chills up the spines
Yeah your legs open but I’m penetrating yo mind
I’m goin to bury myself so deep inside you
You’ll leave feeling hollow when I’m not with you

Written by:
Mar Alexander, Tim Ferguson, Jr, Tony Chinn

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