cupcakke – blackjack lyrics
[verse 1]
scooby dooby doo (bark)
he a dog in the bed
mayo on bread
how i spread my legs (open me up)
bring flowers instead
cause when i’m done, the tw-t should be dead, casket
stomach like a beauty salon
cause i swallow every pubic hair shed
pause on that d-ck when i’m on it
i might scream “cut”, nia long it
the d-ck like ariana ponytail cause i swear that sh-t was the longest (it was)
he said how far can i own it, i said “everything, i condone it”
his d-ck ain’t got nowhere to stay so i let him sleep in this p-ssy to help out the homeless
tryna get stupid, stupid, wait
i like to move it, move it, wait
d-ck in the hole then it start to roll, look like it’s hula hooping, wait
i ain’t talking mug when i tell him shoot his shot
sweating like a thug when they running from the cops
i’m good eye candy even to fetty wap
i’m known for the head like a f-ckin’ face swap
tinted windows every time we outside
cause i suck that d-ck while he drive (while he drive)
let him m-st-rb-t- with french fries (fries)
don’t tell n-body like a mime (mime)
toss my legs in the air like a dime (dime)
he c-m (come) quick like amazon prime
so when i start running on the d-ck, made him hold an umbrella over my head this time
[hook]
blackjack, blackjack, blackjack, ooh
blackjack, blackjack, blackjack, ooh
blackjack, blackjack, blackjack, ooh
blackjack, blackjack, blackjack, ooh
the sh-t that we on, gotta wait til you grown til you get 21 like blackjack
while sucking his d-ck still jacking him off get an a for this brain that’s blackjack
[verse 2]
it ain’t sh-t under this coat (i’m naked)
no facebook, i get poked (poke me)
this ain’t giving me hope (ah)
talking ’bout his own b-lls like a coach (swish)
yeah, i’m gon hold that d-ck in my hand like the mic in the hands of a host
wait, french kiss a p-ssy one time then in the morning go and make me french toast (yum)
one stroke in, he gon lay down
kids all on me like a playground (on my face)
imma ride that d-ck like a greyhound
tw-t for that n-gg- like h town
still want more, tic tac toe
n-gg- just got 3 holes in a row
chocolate hoe, the kit kat pro
he call cause the p-ssy smell like dial soap
let’s take a bath together
it don’t need to last forever (no)
p-ssy looking real plus size
now we doing math together
it’s like 1 2 3 then he give me that foreplay
3 2 1 then i give him that “okay”
i’m locked to the bed handcuffed like oj
5 6 7 he ate it slowly
grocery list can go up in the casket
it taste like water so he water fastin’
i can’t be sullivan, not talking jazmine
tapping this -ss like a picture when tagging
swaggin’ not to be braggin
but the p-ssy feel like cushion if your name ashton
it’s the best feeling like touching some satin
pay to eat p-ssy, ain’t no dine and dashin’
[hook]
blackjack, blackjack, blackjack, ooh
blackjack, blackjack, blackjack, ooh
blackjack, blackjack, blackjack, ooh
blackjack, blackjack, blackjack, ooh
the sh-t that we on, gotta wait til you grown til you get 21 like blackjack
while sucking his d-ck still jacking him off get an a for this brain like blackjack
blackjack, blackjack, blackjack, ooh
blackjack, blackjack, blackjack, ooh
blackjack, blackjack, blackjack, ooh
blackjack, blackjack, blackjack, ooh
the sh-t that we on, gotta wait til you grown til you get 21 like blackjack
while sucking his d-ck still jacking him off get an a for this brain that’s blackjack
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