dorian (2) - virgo (ode to freestyles) lyrics
[intro]
all you b-tch -ss n-ggas think you can rap
ya’ll be having these whack -ss freestyles
bout to show you m-th-f-ckas how to freestyle
i’m staying on one topic the whole time, my favorite topic
b-tches
yo, yo, yo
[verse 1]
this for all my swans that went and got a wash and set
so your hair be laid when you come and watch my set
yo, i see you baby girl, don’t think that i don’t notice
i’m just trying not to stare so i don’t lose my focus
start rapping to you, and they all get uncomfortable
you a law school grad, ok, i see you claire huxtable
i ain’t healthcliff, but i know what to do with the cat
lay you on your stomach flat, slide it in from the back
i start pulling on your hair, you get a little nervous
til you feel my d-ck “knock, knock, knock” on your cervix
it was made for this purpose
my throne you worship
you was shouting so loud, sound like a holy ghost service
body shaking so much, thought you was having a seizure
i can’t feel my legs, sh-t girl me neither
you beg me not to capsize the man in the boat
cuz you want to feel my warmth sliding all down your throat
he’s so misogynistic, b-tch, i got manners
every friday growing up i was watching danny tanner
this is the flip side, stand up bob saget
nasty with my mouth with the d-ck game to match it
swans? why do you call us that?
cause you’re beautiful whether you white, brown or black
giving up that long neck
posting up ya big b-tt
s-w-a-n, she wants all the nut
plopping down on her knees
them perky double d’s
waiting patiently
to start swallowing me
from the jump, my seed, you wanted to absorb
walk around all day with me sitting in your core
you addicted to the taste, the feel, the scent
sh-t, i’m about to get this b-tch to pay my rent
shut up boy, you ain’t got no d-mn sense
yea that friendly banter usually how it all begins
charismatic, good smile, a wiz with words
no wonder in less than a week, i done seen all your curves
now you perturbed
i kicked you to the curb
you let me hit in 6 days
i know i wasn’t the first
n-ggas with fame, the dough and the most status
wife these flames, these hoes, who are the most nastiest
getting gamed by a pro, that they don’t even know
hit em with that 90’s flow, hey yo what’s yo steelo
she put her real on a reel, gave you a trailer of her -ss
so you make a real reel, in your trailer with her -ss
hit the skins raw, said you going pull out
til she locks her knees around your hips and begins to scream and shout
come on daddy, i want to feel you c-m
and like the p-ssy you are, no pun, you succ-mb
next thing you know your mentions blowing up
cause she done told the whole world she’s been throwing up
p-ssy maven, i leaves em cravin’
no saving these hoes, no russell resthaven
like b-ttons got you birds g-ssed up
take that sh-t to another flock, cause it ain’t flyin’ with duck
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