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mathenee treco - all them b!tches lyrics

{ chorus: mathenee }
see like a world champion
she make that booty go straight to number one
she like a hit saw
she ace in the test
she a world champaion
she a 10 like camel ton
anything your b-tch can do
my can do it better
good lord
have mercy
oh baby
going in for the gold
go crazy
you making my mind go dirty
see all them b-tches
they wasting there time tonight
do you wanna love me?
cuz i’m the one

[ verse 1: catch lungs ]
gorganish, with my sword
i am more important than you
sorta less
buzzing like a h-rnets nest
georgia tech
more or less my b-tch deliver
when i order s-x
i’m so obsessed
i do confess
got the best caress
i mess and mess
with your b-tch
i want her less and less
every time i’m with my girl
i’m like oh yes oh yes
she got that special thing
she the extra best
(hook : catch lungs)
keep stunting on my ma
number one
number one
keep stunting

[ verse 2: true ]
for that booty call
once and for all
she drops like rainfall
against protocol
yelling cannonball
just another happy hour
eiffel tower, with the waffle flower
easy like your mom
when she puts out my pipe bomb
sealed like a water crest
let her press
vision her in her sweats
cps, i confess
man she has got finesse
and moans i’m the best
who’d have guess?
booed a pest
every year that dress cost less and less
i was your lad
now you call me dad
using tears of lube is very sad
horse play is so cliché
i sleep never rest
quick eat my glow stick
you lunatic
now she shines right around her waistline

- mathenee treco lyrics

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