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ben ridley - butter lyrics

verse 1:

in the rave on a wave you could dip in it
scan the place for a babes, in the premises
had no alcoholic drinks i’m getting explicit
wrap it up and give her d-ck like its a christmas gift
i really put the work into her do a shift in it
she got a little bit of weight i’m easy shifting it
i was tryna catch two made one follow
why dyou keep sipping if you can’t handle juice oh no
just a normal mandem i ain’t got no special tings
but i like a chick with tatts and belly rings
and if she keep it fresh, maybe invest
spend my whole day with you wearing boxers and a vest
i don’t treat these girls like property, they’re human beings
she f-ck with you, came back said its not the same
get a room before i catch a mate
roll on night out with me brudda i don’t play no games

chorus:

i’m super sharp, could do you harm
i spray the deuce and the boo’s come in two’s
i’m super sharp, could do you harm
i spray the deuce and the boo’s come in two’s
all the baes wanna trap man from the gutter
make her cream and melt just like b-tter
don’t allow my line to rest had to block number
on her mind and the grind till i see summer

verse 2:

i live in south
i make her whip from east she came to suck me down
i said i give her d the next time around
but you know the next time never come around
cyber stalk me so i can’t tweet nothing now
it get scary when the tings try hunt you down
rather be facing the pies but i’m not a clown
gets too mad you have to gradual cut em out
yo, numbers pop up on till
line pop cos i leave the p-ssy k!lled
i used to want a lauren london think like lauryn hill
nowadays that’s just some stupid sh-t that i don’t feel
honey, asking ain’t you got no feeling fi me
money, have to get in like i’m feeling chilly
and he, feel like he got to be just like diddy
puffy, i’m like take that, take that give it to me

chorus:

verse 3:

hit today and never hit again unless
she sick at uck and back it like its medicines
had her kneeling for me i got many sins
stroke it well she act as if she don’t have any sense
dip it in and out her till it splitter splatter
had her feeling broody for the pitter patter
dimples over booty imma be the dadda
believe must be kwesi like a man from ghana

- ben ridley lyrics

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