marzzzz - mia khalifa lyrics
[chorus]
her titties on mia khalifa
i’m a real dog, know i’m trying to breed ya
you mad i was f+cking your sister
it ain’t my fault y’all both name keisha
y’all can’t be mad i asked i raised y’all hands
i’m like y’all teaching
and y’all both came to the stool
it’s like a sunday i’m y’all preacher
they gave me a bag i came to the show
i ain’t saying a word, no
b+tches mad that i’m talking to b+tches
my mama did say i’m a flirt, no
better not play this sh+t for my mama
she really don’t like when i curse, no
when my opposites like get excited
they don’t know that i’m driving his he+rs+, no
and i’m driving that sh+t real fast
i gotta make sure that he get in the dirt
if you selling some sh+t in my hood
i’m taxing you fast, leave my sh+t on the first
my b+tch was put thick and she fine
to carry my peace i gave her a purse
she walk in the crib getting naked
throwing my shirt, she loving my merch
she sucking on d+ck real good
i pat on her back just to make her burp
i’m addicted to p+ssy that should be the crib
and i’m living up under her skirt
[unique verse]
no i ain’t trusting no b+tch
before i go chasing a b+tch i might cut off my feet
yeah i be wearing my chain
i walk in the spot and i hold it i hope that they reach
yeah, i be throwing some cash
this should be really my change from under the seat
no puff puff pass, you know i’m a chief
i iron my money, i like it real neat
if you dead 6 for 20’s, the p+ssy i beat
the whole gang got a b+tch, we be moving like meach
if i say that you dead, ain’t no coming to life, n+gga you ain’t unique
[chorus]
her titties on mia khalifa
i’m a real dog, know i’m trying to breed ya
you mad i was f+cking your sister
it ain’t my fault y’all both name keisha
y’all can’t be mad i asked i raised y’all hands
i’m like y’all teaching
and y’all both came to the stool
it’s like a sunday i’m y’all preacher
they gave me a bag i came to the show
i ain’t saying a word, no
b+tches mad that i’m talking to b+tches
my mama did say i’m a flirt, no
better not play this sh+t for my mama
she really don’t like when i curse, no
when my opposites like get excited
they don’t know that i’m driving his he+rs+, no
and i’m driving that sh+t real fast
i gotta make sure that he get in the dirt
if you selling some sh+t in my hood
i’m taxing you fast, leave my sh+t on the first
my b+tch was put thick and she fine
to carry my peace i gave her a purse
she walk in the crib getting naked
throwing my shirt, she loving my merch
she sucking on d+ck real good
i pat on her back just to make her burp
i’m addicted to p+ssy that should be the crib
and i’m living up under her skirt
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