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lagniappe - femme top lyrics

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(la da da da da da da
yeah yeah ah
i need me some hennessy
lemme talk to ya)

maraschino in moschino
i’m the cherry on top
wanna taste da daisy
dude wanna a dollop
i can be your momma
usher you into nirvana
talk you through it. shakespeare
three acts, nah drama
make a scene witcha crack
w#w#w#w#wet,wet,wet, moana
moisture ya crevasses
s#s#s#s#sealy to sauna

big d#ck girl
twist & wear you like a silly band
the it girl
clowns, can’t comprehend
want my everything
cover up like ari sleeves
blew his mind. blew his back
d on rpg

nah dude ever asked baby why can’t i feel it
put that thang down flip it, all with coffin acrylics
he coughing my lyrics
coughing up digits
my time, your credits
you the one really spending
all swallow no spitting
got you feeling holy spirit
ya hole needed splittin’ (lawd have mercy)
baby get on all fours, maybe, you can come and get it

class in crass
show momma what you got
perfect proportions
your femmebot
‘crylics in your cakes
fenty in ya face
femme top
class in crass
show momma what you got
perfect proportions
your femmebot
‘crylics in your cakes
fenty in ya face
femme top

a bronco
a stallion
can’t keep him in the stable
legs open
case closed
got a donk like stabler (dayum)
baby it’s no fable
i ain’t telling no tales
wanna pin the tail of da donkey
crack open his sh#ll

ain’t no angel
yet my smile shines at the top
i found his g spot
he took to tiff’s and found a rock

way i make em rupture
make em wanna nuptial
he really wanna cuff cher
fill up my clutch yuh

bring me back something nice
baby back something nice
make a stack for me
make it clap for me
chaotic p#ssy
gushy catastrophe

here boy just spit it out
give it to me mouth to mouth
put your lips on it
on your knees if you’re bout that pout
l!ck the onyx… go da southern route

class in crass
show momma what you got
perfect proportions
your femmebot
‘crylics in your cakes
fenty in ya face
femme top
class in crass
show momma what you got
perfect proportions
your femmebot
‘crylics in your cakes
fenty in ya face
femme top

thick thighs. tight skirt
my mallet big fun
just cus i open purse
these dudes begging for gum
wet wipes for your bum
warm right cinnabon
when i am done my mattress becomes catacomb

got me feeling so high
p#ssy on pedestal!
not a day i go dry
steady wringing panties out

get my ducks straight
can’t f#ck up my hustle
see ya in my future
hope you’re a russell
baby wet this whistle
with some kid and crissle
it could all be so simple
(yeah it could)

class in crass
show momma what you got
perfect proportions
your femmebot
‘crylics in your cakes
fenty in ya face
femme top
class in crass (femme top)
show momma what you got
perfect proportions
your femmebot (femme top)
‘crylics in your cakes
fenty in ya face (femme top)
femme top

(i know you like that
i know you like that)

don’t get it twisted, its a crown, not a halo

- lagniappe lyrics

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