lpb poody - batman lyrics
[chorus]
no, i can’t be your batman ’cause i be robbin’
i don’t want no lap dance, b+tch, give me noggin’
why you laughing and playing how get from round me
you know i am the man mr. miyagi
yeah, i got hoes from j+pan they call me poppy
i beat that p+ssy so good and leave it throbbing
’cause i be slanging this wood, they wanna chop it
no, i can’t cuff on lil’ shawty don’t do no coppin’
[verse 1]
you’ll think it’s 808 the way this beat knocking
florida boy sh+t when they hear it they go to bopping
she a lunch lady ’cause the joe she give is sloppy
stuffing d+ck all in her ribs and she keep begging me to stop it
they waiting for my mixtape, they telling me to drop it
but i gotta get my sh+t straight before i drop it
i be cutting up might pull the plug out the socket
i cut ’em like some paper with these scissors then i rock it
now i got da key to the city so i’ma lock it
you stressed out you worry ’bout how i got it
i keep hunnids and fifties all when i profit
my life movie and it’s just sad you gotta watch it
reach inside my pants and pull these bands out my pocket
i’ma make a mess in the city they gotta mop it
automatic stick come with titties ain’t gotta c+ck it
glock gotta d+ck, see a p+ssy i’ma pop it
[chorus]
no, i can’t be your batman ’cause i be robbin’
i don’t want no lap dance, b+tch, give me noggin’
why you laughing and playing how get from round me
you know i am the man mr. miyagi
yeah, i got hoes from j+pan they call me poppy
i beat that p+ssy so good and leave it throbbing
’cause i be slanging this wood, they wanna chop it
no, i can’t cuff on lil’ shawty don’t do no coppin’
[verse 2]
she gone keep her hands in my pants ’cause she a freak
i told her that i’m celibate, ain’t f+ck in’ ’bout a week
sike b+tch i lied, you can ride me to this beat
i hit her in a benz we f+ckin’ all in the street
she told me to recline so i had to let back the seats
pull out and she suck it i nut all over here minks
it’s gone be so hard to see when she open and blink
like halloween i just tricked her outta her treat
[chorus]
no, i can’t be your batman ’cause i be robbin’
i don’t want no lap dance, b+tch, give me noggin’
why you laughing and playing how get from round me
you know i am the man mr. miyagi
yeah, i got hoes from j+pan they call me poppy
i beat that p+ssy so good and leave it throbbing
’cause i be slanging this wood, they wanna chop it
no, i can’t cuff on lil’ shawty don’t do no coppin’
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