alexstic a m - lucky bitch lyrics
[intro]
okay bring that -ss and p-ssy over here and set it on my lap
[verse one]
1 2 3 4
and we havin’ rough s-x
11.1.11 is when it all makes sense
she says your s-x ain’t legit
just pour me a gl-ss of that dark sh-t
just trying to decipher between violence and s-x
you can call me cancer but i don’t smoke cigarettes
probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds
listen, son, these rhymes won’t even get you d-ck,forget s-x
you would bet on malcolm s-x
leave the keys with that b-tch, jets
quit dreaming, we ain’t gonna have s-x
aimin’ at his partner who know he up next
but i’d just rather 2-step, like my first steps
i don’t give a f-ck about your s-x
it malcolm s-x in his automobile”
tryin’ do right by you got me here
[breakdown]
i ain’t sucking em i f-ckin em i recording this in the booth doin her doggy style she moaning close to c-m
[verse two]
and we havin’ rough s-x
convertibles with turbo jets
a coward dies a thousand deaths
i stay awake , dreaming for s-x
looking for dangerously hot n-gga’s and safe s-x
thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense
d-ck out, cake in mouth, s-x s-x s-x, check her eyes, yup their red
you know they at home watching lifetime or on the internet
too much s-x appealing
in my drawsring, ring, ring
me and your mum had rough s-x
sweet, okay makes sense
and i’m not bragging, i’mma be in her
malcolm s-x is the devil’s minister
it wasn’t about the s-x
i’m on deck i’m up next
[outro]
-mouning and a squirt and an eek-
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