pi’erre bourne – grand slam* lyrics
[intro: jamie foxx]
yo, pi’erre, you wanna come out here?
(verse)
uh, uh, and she won’t stop texting my phone (godd+mn)
she think that she next up
imma just string along (string)
she like why you tiring me (tired)
she got a purple thong (thong)
she slide to the side, yeah just for me (slide)
f+cking a b+tch at the [?], disappear like tumbleweed
i whip the camaro like bumblebee (bumble)
she hit me at breakfast want sunnyd (sunny)
all these hoes be doing less, but they make some time for me (time)
she want a taste like winery (wine)
playing [?] like hide n’ seek (hide)
she can take pics when i go to sleep, so i know her eyes on me
too lit tonight, that’s a great night, don’t you think so? (don’t you think so?)
i gotta save this b+tch [?] tonight, like a hero (like a hero)
her p+ssy be open like doors, yeah, i see through the peephole (see through the peephole)
we shooting a movie today, now she want a sequel (want a sequel)
i told her that i’m on the way, she start talking evil (start talking evil)
i f+ck her, she rocking my chain, yeah, it’s boosting her ego (it’s boosting her ego)
i told her i treat her the same, like they are good people (are good people)
i told her i’m never gonna change, but the money it will grow (the money it will grow)
(chorus)
i f+ck on my b+tch slow (slow)
i f+ck on my b+tch slow (slow)
i f+ck on my b+tch slow (slow)
i f+ck on my b+tch slow (slow)
i f+ck on my b+tch slow (slow)
i f+ck on my b+tch slow (slow)
i f+ck on my b+tch slow (slow)
i f+ck on my b+tch slow (slow)
[?] woah
i go, grand slam [?]
i go, grand slam [?]
woah, i go grand slam [?]
woah, i go grand slam
(verse)
uh, uh, and she won’t stop texting my phone (godd+mn)
she think that she next up
imma just string along (string)
she like why you tiring me (tired)
she got a purple thong (thong)
she slide to the side, yeah just for me (slide)
f+cking a b+tch at the [?], disappear like tumbleweed
i whip the camaro like bumblebee (bumble)
she hit me at breakfast want sunnyd (sunny)
all these hoes be doing less, but they make some time for me (time)
she want a taste like winery (wine)
playing [?] like hide n’ seek (hide)
she can take pics when i go to sleep, so i know her eyes on me
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