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joey cardi fan nunz???? - wap bitch lyrics

[verse: joey nones]
said, certified freak
seven days a week
wet ass p+ssy
make that pull+out game weak, woo
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, you f+cking with some wet ass p+ssy
bring a bucket and a mop for this wet ass p+ssy
give me everything you got for this wet ass p+ssy
beat it up, n+gga, catch a charge
extra large and extra hard
put this p+ssy right in your face
swipe your nose like a credit card
hop on top, i wanna ride
i do a kegel while it’s inside
spit in my mouth, look in my eyes
this p+ssy is wet, come take a dive
tie me up like i’m surprised
let’s role play, i wear a disguise
i want you to park that big mack truck
right in this little garage
make it cream, make me scream
out in public, make a scene
i don’t cook, i don’t clean
but let me tell you how i got this ring (ayy, ayy)
gobble me, swallow me, drip down inside of me
quick jump out ‘fore you let it get inside of me
i tell him where to put it, never tell him where i’m ’bout to be
i run down on him ‘fore i have a n+gga running me
talk your sh+t, bite your lip
ask for a car while you ride that d+ck (while you ride that d+ck)
you really ain’t never gotta f+ck him for a thang
he already made his mind up ‘fore he came
now get your boots and your coat
for this wet ass p+ssy
he bought a phone just for pictures
of this wet ass p+ssy
pay my tuition just to kiss me
on this wet ass p+ssy
now make it rain if you wanna
see some wet ass p+ssy
look, i need a hard hitter, i need a deep stroker
i need a henny drinker, i need a weed smoker
not a garden snake, i need a king cobra
with a hook in it, hope it lean over
he got some money, then that’s where i’m headed
p+ssy a1, just like his credit
he got a beard, well, i’m tryna wet it
i let him taste it, now he diabetic
i don’t wanna spit, i wanna gulp
i wanna gag, i wanna choke
i want you to touch that little dangly dang
that sw+ng in the back of my throat
my head game is fire, punani dasani
it’s going in dry and it’s coming out soggy
i ride on that thang like the cops is behind me
i spit on his mic and now he tryna sign me, woo
your honor, i’m a freak b+tch, handcuffs, leashes
switch my wig, make him feel like he cheating
put him on his knees, give him something to believe in
never lost a fight, but i’m looking for a beating
in the food chain, i’m the one that eat ya
if he ate my ass, he’s a bottom feeder
big d stand for big demeanor
i could make you bust before i ever meet ya
if it don’t hang, then he can’t bang
you can’t hurt my feelings, but i like pain
if he f+ck me and ask, “whose is it?”
when i ride the d+ck, i’ma spell my name
ah
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, you f+cking with some wet ass p+ssy
bring a bucket and a mop for this wet ass p+ssy
give me everything you got for this wet ass p+ssy
now from the top, make it drop
that’s some wet ass p+ssy
now get a bucket and a mop
that’s some wet ass p+ssy
i’m talking wap, wap, wap
that’s some wet ass p+ssy
macaroni in a pot
that’s some wet ass p+ssy, uh

- joey cardi fan nunz lyrics

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