d2b, bad lucc & the homegirl - dick too bomb lyrics
girl what’s wrong? my man ain’t sh-t
girl what’s wrong? my man ain’t sh-t
girl what’s wrong? my man ain’t sh-t
but why you won’t leave em
’cause b-tch d2b, d2b, d2b, d2b, d2b, d2b, d2b
’cause b-tch d2b, d2b, d2b, d2b, d2b, d2b, d2b
’cause b-tch d2b
yeah i’m d-ckin’ her down
throw it in my face, let her sit where i smile
in the bedroom it ain’t no rules,
burnin’ that p-ssy like it got own shoes
what? make me shoot it first, first like kobe
when i’m done do the beat it up dance like jody
have the -ss makin tacos, cleanin the sh-t
do you f-ck other girls? pleading the fifth, wall out
don’t be asking no questions, hey what the boy be bout
hold up, don’t let me catch you with another n-gg- though, what?
i might start choking you out
yeah stroking you out, beating it, eating it slow
keeping it wet like i’m selling the shot
suck suck on your nipples while i play with the hole
yeah we doing it big, you better take all this spot
girl what’s wrong? my man ain’t sh-t
girl what’s wrong? my man ain’t sh-t
girl what’s wrong? my man ain’t sh-t
but why you won’t leave em
’cause b-tch d2b, d2b, d2b, d2b, d2b, d2b, d2b
’cause b-tch d2b, d2b, d2b, d2b, d2b, d2b, d2b
’cause b-tch d2b
put it all on her tummy
she on my d-ck like black people in jen and rummy
hey stop callin to see about
when she turn the frany crazy you gotta key about me
stab the p-ssy like a knife fight
disrespectful with the d-ck i’m what your wife like
i’m on a corner maintainin’ the sh-t,
she pull up like a n-gg- you out here slangin that shiiiiiiitttttt
yeah that, and if i hold out on her she want her bread back
tensive n-gg- like she gonna when hear that
and eat that p-ssy pipe down n-gg- hear crack
you mad i got her under my spell ’cause you trap
she be rolling with the n-gg- ’cause i rap with that d-ck
and so far you burp like you bad
i’m going all out, all out
he got that good d-ck ball out
the d-ck so big he don’t fall out
fu-fu-f-ck me so good make me crawl out
i need that asap,
i see them b-tches in the club tryin to take that
b-tch, my p-ssy so good make em p-ss that
what i look like lettin another b-tch have dat
you better hit my line boy,
it’s night time ima take you like a crime boy
that d-ck all in my mind boy
the way i rhyme make it bust like a nine boy
give it to me fast, give me now, give me later
mhm give me that sh-t, i’ma make it
give it to me fast, gimme now, gimme later
mhm give me that sh-t, i’ma make it
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