jay the protégé - dtf lyrics
[intro: jay the protégé]
tell me, tell me, tell me
[chorus: jay the protégé]
aye, tell me is you really down to f-ck? (down to f-ck)
aye, tell me is you really down to f-ck, yeah (down or what, hoe?)
gotta let me know w-ssup (gotta know w-ssup)
aye yuh, gotta let me know w-ssup, yeah, yeah
aye, tell me is you really down to f-ck (down to f-ck!)
aye, tell me is you really down to f-ck, yeah? (down or what, hoe?)
gotta let me know what’s up (know what’s up)
aye yuh, young boy tryna bust a nut, yeah
[verse one: jay the protégé]
aye, yeah i’m really tryna f-ck (tryna f-ck!)
geekin’ on the molly, i be wired up, yeah (b-tch i’m booted!)
uh, my homie gave me some designer drugs (what?)
uh, now all i know is that i’m tryna f-ck (yuh!)
beat it up, from the back
shawty be saying she loving that (she love it!)
speed it up, run it back
she hop on my d-ck like a jumping jack, aye (yuh!)
boy what the f-ck is you talking bout? aye
we got a problem, we walk it out, aye (walk it out!)
yeah, what?
aye, p-ssy boy don’t even try it (p-ssy!)
p-ssy so wet imma dive in it (yeah!)
look at the way that she riding
f-ck what you selling, ain’t buying it
huh, yeah, i’m all up inside of it (splash!)
aye, tell me is you down or what?
gotta let me know what’s up
because i’m really tryna f-ck, yeah, yeah
[chorus: jay the protégé]
aye, tell me is you really down to f-ck? (down to f-ck)
aye, tell me is you really down to f-ck, yeah (down or what, hoe?)
gotta let me know w-ssup (gotta know w-ssup)
aye yuh, gotta let me know w-ssup, yeah, yeah
aye, tell me is you really down to f-ck (down to f-ck!)
aye, tell me is you really down to f-ck, yeah? (down or what, hoe?)
gotta let me know what’s up (know what’s up)
aye yuh, young boy tryna bust a nut, yeah
[verse two: don’t jump]
bust a nut, hey
tell me is you really down to f-ck (down to what?)
i’m a squirrel bih just looking for my nut
come here shawty and let me see that b-tt
let me see that neck
it’s don’t jump baby and you know i got that f-ckin check (check!)
p-ssy wet, she leaking (leaking)
off the molly, we geeking (geeking)
late night start to creep in
i got the top in the morning (top!)
like it’s the top of the morning
i got her neck in the burkin
i’m in the studio, know that i’m working
suck on my d-ck, she slurpin’ (b-tch!)
i just want no throat, no time for the flirting (no!)
i got b-tches lining up, cuz they down to f-ck
quick f-ck, in a big truck
say you wanna leave me b-tch good luck
not the only one i’m calling when i get my d-ck sucked (nope)
big bag full of big bucks
they be scheming so i keep that thing tucked (brrr)
give me neck ‘cause mine cold like a hockey puck (ice!)
tell me is you really down to f-ck? (down to what?)
yeah, is you really down to f-ck, yeah?
[chorus: jay the protégé]
aye, tell me is you really down to f-ck? (down to f-ck)
aye, tell me is you really down to f-ck, yeah (down or what, hoe?)
gotta let me know w-ssup (gotta know w-ssup)
aye yuh, gotta let me know w-ssup, yeah, yeah
aye, tell me is you really down to f-ck (down to f-ck!)
aye, tell me is you really down to f-ck, yeah? (down or what, hoe?)
gotta let me know what’s up (know what’s up)
aye yuh, young boy tryna bust a nut, yeah
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