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max b - pretty feet lyrics

yeah d+mn baby
you got some pretty toes
they look like candy
yeah

(verse)
she asked me daddy do you like it wet
yeah baby i like it wet
hit me on that private jet
papi got them prices set
hit my n+gga french
see we came up from the bench
had a vision to to make a hundred million
but i was p+ssed
now im back out on the city streets
love a chick with a pretty feet
pretty face skin tone not a fan of silicone
even if she slim i can guarantee a win
i can hit the buzzer beater
bust a nut then f+cking leave her i
take her to the cleaner
if she worth a couple dollars
like them b+tches out in hollywood
if anyone could trick charly could probably hood
naw baby you just delusional
in your sh+t im soon to do
pop up at your funeral
school a few n+ggas tryna learn a little game
plus your b+tch think i’m young
she just wanna have some fun
gotta sp+wn when i make you juice
leave the bentley take the coupe
multi talented blow your toes like i play the flute
owww
(hook)
i got my top down
blowing my weed out
i got my b+tch she b+tter
she got her pretty feet out
she don’t like to stay at home we eat out
been in prison so long baby i need out
i got my top down
cruising through the city we high
me and baby we fly look at my ride
we drive we wave goodbye
owww
this joint is for pretty toes only
owww

(verse)
yeah
f+ck a club baby there bottles at the liquor store
running out of juice
wheres your glass
let me get you more
baby wet your pallet
let me treat you to a salad
i don’t want to see no corn
i don’t want to see no callus
got the balance they appreciate
diamonds don’t depreciate
knew one day that ill be out
i just had to keep the faith
keep a taste oww
she keep me laced oww
miss me and the game these n+ggas needed my style
daddy why you vicious
why your d+ck taste so delicious
let you f+ck it first to kiss it
call me tell me that you miss it
we done finally made a spill
30 days a made a mill
still i’m riding with that thingy
i just keep that b+tch concealed
girl i hope your on that pill cause your toes
they got me h+rny never corny
i know your n+gga calling don’t leave me lonely
from the bottom to the top
we be cruising in that drop
this the new york city streets
love a b+tch with pretty feet oww
(hook)
i got my top down
blowing my weed out
i got my b+tch she b+tter
she got her pretty feet out
she don’t like to stay at home we eat out
been in prison so long baby i need out
i got my top down
cruising through the city we high
me and baby we fly look at my ride
we drive we wave goodbye
owww
this joint is for pretty toes only
owww

(outro)

yeah like that
love it baby
look at them toes

- max b lyrics

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