eric north - ribs lyrics
[intro]
b-tch, all on my d-ck (i will make your corpse dance)
giggling from the rum, i’m with the sh-ts
bad little b-tch, i’ll run you up, ayy
[chorus]
b-tch, all on my d-ck, she give me face ‘tii i c-m on my ribs
bad little b-tch, i’m not a cuck
i make it rain, then she shut up
i’ll run you up, i want your soul
i want your body, your jewelry, and ho
black out my eyes, nut on her t–th
lay my head back, play with my meat, oh
[verse]
ayy, b-tch, tell your n-gga he gotta run
can i get a nipple t-tty? your kitty is full of c-m
baby told me that she like wiggle and giggling from the rum
got her talking ’bout the co-star app and how it run, ayy
[chorus]
b-tch, all on my d-ck, she give me face ‘tii i c-m on my ribs
bad-bad little b-tch, i’m not a cuck
i make it rain, then she shut up
i’ll run you up, i want your bucks
i put your body in box wit’ a tux
bad-bad little b-tch, i’m not a cuck
i make it rain, then she shut up
i’ll hang you up
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