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marsh b. – sip *bonus track* lyrics

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sip

that p+ssy lookin juicy let me get a lil sip
i bet not get a lil whiff
drip too hard hope a n+gga dont slip
if i do i might slide in yo b+tch
shorty got that water so a n+gga gon whip
feel like quavo in this b+tch
im turnt hoping lil baby dont trip if i put some x in the assh0l+ of this b+tch
disrespect you respectfully
you knew what it was when you start to mess wit me
but lil mama got class and she testing me
tryna tell you she bad like a felony
you got no ride back what you telling me
thought you was gon spend the night hoe you kidding me
b+tch please get down on your knees i ain’t gotta sneeze but you gon be blessing me
ain’t no fastin she gon eat the d+ck up
i put it all in her throat til she hiccup
pull it out put it all on her c cup
no maybe babies ain’t gon be no mixups
she wanted a sip told her drink up
her freak level way off the meter
shorty is a real d+ck pleaser
id be a mfn foo not to keep her

sip on this d+ck
sit on it let me see a lil trick
imma clown in the p+ssy let me see you do a split
lil baby on whatever she just downed a whole fifth
sip on this d+ck
know im wifed up can’t be no snitch
make love to it act like you my b+tch
give me tlc make my left eye twitch
yeah sip on this d+ck while we listen to dog music
even tho we ain’t nothin we vibe when we f+ckin so it feel right when we f+ck raw to it
she play with herself while she thinking bout me while she on the road in the car cruising
thinking bout bein up in my loft chewing me up like she mushroom’n know we role playin got the costumes in
n we do it big like we cosco’n
know i’m good wit kids put a lot on you
bae im full of sh+t cut off for nothin
no challenge come and bust it
throw it back, stop the fronting
bde how im coming
good luck tryna get back ya woman
no wonder they muggin when we in the function
shut it down wit the push of a b+tton
i dont want you round me less you genuinely love me
continuously f+ckin or the best wit the suction
s+x slaves in the dungeon no harriet tubman
if you ain’t f+ckin you ain’t even coming
suck til you cry while we blazing a onion
f+ck wit her head til she get a concussion



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