Stephaintdeadyet - nun new

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Hol' on
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Uh, aye
Yeah
Get that shit up round my way
Fuck that bitch all day
Half these niggas hella fake
All these niggas lame
They just want Steuwop to get his cake
Told her hit the breaks
Half these niggas super fake
Hol' on, what he say?
Niggas, they know the truth
When they be hearing Steph
No matter what he be spittin' in the booth
Dick go in between her gums
I'm fucking her face and she might lose a tooth
This ain't nothing new
This ain't nothing new
This ain't nothing, wait
Niggas be hating my flows and my flavor
I'm used to this shit, It ain't nothin, naw
She hit my phone asking me if I hate her
Cause I give her soft dick and nothing else
She wanna get some acrylic
She trippin'
You don't need 200 to fix your nails
She said "fuck you" cause she know I do it well
She a dime cause
All I want is the heads or tails
Give you a ring, can you get wet just like a whale?
I wanna know how that pussy feel
We do the 69, but I never kiss and tell
That's how you know Daddy taught me well
Off of the hunnid, off of the henny
I sip it like nothing
When she suck the dick
She don't stop if i'm cumming
Have a nigga running
But anyone else then I bring out the gun
And it's (Bah Bah)
Niggas don't want the smoke
Talking bout me but these niggas still broke
I think they mad that I fucked they ho
But it's not my fault that
She give up the throat
Pussy so wet, I float on it like boat
They loving the swagger
Pull out the moves
I dance better than Jagger
Need me a city girl
Love when she act up
I ain't mad, bruh
I'm just tryna get the cash, bruh
I'm just tryna get the check
Babe, come over
Bring that ass here
Lemme go and get some neck
Have her do magic, abracadabra
See me poppin, these lil niggas mad, bruh
Oh you mad that I fucked on your sister
She knew i'm that nigga
I stay in my bag, bruh
Get that shit up round my way
Fuck that bitch all day
Half these niggas hella fake
All these niggas lame
They just want Steuwop to get his cake
Told her hit the breaks
Half these niggas super fake
Hol' on, what he say?
Niggas, they know the truth
When they be hearing Steph
No matter what he be spittin' in the booth
Dick go in between her gums
I'm fucking her face and she might lose a tooth
This ain't nothing new
This ain't nothing new
This ain't nothing, wait
(Hol up, yeah)
(I said this ain't nothing, nothing)
(This ain't nothing)
(ABDI 3, you know that's the mixtape)
(Hol on, this ain't nothing)
(This ain't, It ain't)

Written by:
Stephen Dequan

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