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ruffch1ld - mo' booty lyrics

[chorus: grant]
she addicted to the high life
late+night
strippin’ every night
mo’ booty, can’t you come just as you are?
that booty really make me wanna (uh!)
mo’ booty, can’t you come just as you are?
(x2)

[verse 1: syfa]
it ain’t what’s on the surface, baby, tell me what you do see
coz booty only bougie don’t get harder to seduce
squeezin’ on the cheeks, slip and slide into the coochie
you got my concentration if it’s juicy
i’m loose
never get sh+t confused
gotta funk with your soul before i go settlin’ with your groove
pullin’ up in that v250, hoppin’ up in that coupe
bags chanel, i know your name too well by the way you move
who doesn’t?
b+tch, you buzzin’
you in season like the blackest berry, barely built for cuffin’
you the reason we got bridges burnin’, f+ckin’ with the cousins
you gon’ make me blow this bag i grew for months like it was nothin’
out in public, i can’t breathe, and it’s all on me if i ain’t bussin’
i know the head probably bangin’, straight into concussion
i know them legs seen a couple miles, and still ain’t rushin’
i know it’s way too soon, i only met you at the function
but f+ck it, it’s all or nothin’ (she addicted to the)

[verse 2: bobbie rushmoore]
i think i’m addicted to insta pictures
and makin’ these split decisions
on double+tappin’, or tappin’ that ass based on its thickness
it’s blurinatin’ my vision
my conscience speaks, i don’t listen
my pants, they keep on itchin’
my common sense just went missin’
it’s miscalculous and factualess
these ritualistic practices
we study flat tummies, and assess the ass’s flabbiness
not carin’ how she’s actin’, and her mental state is lackin’
sh+t
dumb or smart baby, i’m still gon’ flip you on these mattresses
yeah don’t act like it’s somethin’ that you won’t do
when you just chillin’, and suddenly she walks through
in that tight little dress, just to show you
then she smiles in your direction, what you gon’ do?
coz it’s my duty to squeeze that booty
and boy, if she lets me, i’mma please that booty
never leave that booty, ’til i see mo’ booty
whether it’s real, or it’s fake, i’mma eat that booty

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