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pardison fontaine - shea butter lyrics

yeah
treat you like a dog, my pants to my dog
treat you like a dog

look, look

i said i’m black (black)
like the n-gga that’s in blade runner
my b-tch (b-tch), smell like tresemmé and shea b-tter
she bad (ay), n-gga i can’t stay away from her
if she try to block me, get a new phone or change numbers
ain’t no p-ssy in the pen, i can’t do jail cells (whoa)
ladies love a n-gga, i’m the new ll (ay)
’bout to run this whole sh-t, n-gga you can’t tell
imma “hit ’em up style” n-gga, blu cantrell (yeay)

i said i’m black (black)
like the n-gga that’s in blade runner
my b-tch (b-tch), smell like tresemmé and shea b-tter
she bad (bad), n-gga i can’t stay away from her
p-ssy so fire, gotta get some every day from her

i’m not no gangster (ay), i ain’t no k!ller, i ain’t no crook
but i ain’t p-ssy (swear to god)
and i ain’t playing by the book
don’t you bring her (don’t you bring her)
to my show you’ll get her took
she said i look good, and i rap how i look (yeay)

swear that i just knew that it would be like this (whoa)
ate out from the back, that’s how i keep my b-tch (ay)
‘fore i pull up to your bar, girl i beat my d-ck
she don’t open my dm then i delete my sh-t (yeay)
i said now all these blue strips (ay), from all these ben franklins (ay)
black girls love me i got silk pillow cases (whoa)
you gon’ have me calling your phone on them crazy hours (b-tch)
so girl i look at you and i think baby shower (ooh)
i said i heard about your ex (ex), story is depressing (ay)
i see you two ways, naked and undressing (eeh)
sometimes you call me pardi, sometimes you call me s-xy (ay)
you know she call me big poppa when i’m in that small intestine (ooh)

’cause i’m black (black)
like the n-gga that’s in blade runner
my b-tch (whoa), smell like tresemmé and shea b-tter
she bad (bad), n-gga i can’t stay away from her
if she try to block me, get a new phone or change numbers (yeay)
ain’t no p-ssy in the pen, i can’t do jail cells (ay)
ladies love a n-gga, i’m the new ll (ooh)
’bout to run this whole sh-t, n-gga you can’t tell
imma “hit ’em up style” n-gga, blu cantrell (bla)

i said she light in the rack (rack), heavy in the back (ooh)
i’m just stuck on what you got, i don’t notice what you lack
i don’t care about your ex, he’ll never get it back
and he better not call, that’s how n-ggas get attacked (bla)

i said i’m light on my toes, but i’m dark with the liquor (yeah)
long with the money but i’m short with the temper (yeah)
call this .40 trey songz, i go hard with the trigger (yeah)
i wet your whole gang, shoot up all of his members (pew-pew-pew-pew)
did a song with cardi b (b), now ne-yo and adele (yeah)
you said that that’s your girl but she make it hard to tell (ay)
i used to rock fubu (fubu), now i wear chanel
i might buy a turtleneck, i’m coming out my sh-ll (ay)
i want you, gotta have you, i don’t think you understand (you don’t)
i heard you when you told me you already got a man (so)
that n-gga probably love you but can’t f-ck you like i can
you need a man in your p-ssy, not a p-ssy as your man

and i’m black (black)
like the n-gga that’s in blade runner
my b-tch (whoa), smell like tresemmé and shea b-tter
she bad (bad), n-gga i can’t stay away from her
if she try to block me, get a new phone or change numbers (yeay)
ain’t no p-ssy in the pen, i can’t do jail cells (ay)
ladies love a n-gga, i’m the new ll (ooh)
’bout to run this whole sh-t, n-gga you can’t tell
imma “hit ’em up style” n-gga, blu cantrell (bla)

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