wafelek - stars! lyrics
[intro]
sailor
[verse 1: cowbla & wafelek]
she say that she loyal but she on my lap
and we don’t need no guns, got balloons to attack
said i keep me a strap, keep on talkin’ like that
i might have to pull up on yo bros wit’ a mac
when i bust in yo crib i don’t use no protection
yo girl is a man, yeah, she got an erection
said i keep me a thang, get on nerves, i might bang
i wake up and i’m k!lling a beat everyday
sometimes i be fruity, i bounce on that d+ck
and i’m bustin’ all over your brother and sis
said you doin’ what? like, i do not though
but i stay witta heat like takeru noto
sailor made the beat so you know it’s gon’ slap
me and cowbla are here and we go back to back
like, cowbla, its me on a beat, i’ma wreck it
you said that i’m ass, okay, give me a second
i up it and my sh+t go several directions
i’m locked wit a b+tch that go no common sense
but that p+ssy came wit it, i already k!lled it
but i’d be the one to prefer that selection
i stay wit’ a mac, i’m gon’ blow in his ass
saying my sh+t was g+y but i did it like that
got my glock till 84 when i hold that, uh
i just pulled up with a b+tch, she hold my, uh
i get money when its coming, the bank, i’ma f+ckin’ fill it
i got one, two thots, yo b+tch and i f+ckin chillin’
i’ma hop on any motherf+ckin’ beat then i’ma k!ll it
p+ssy hop on top of meat, got people sayin’ that i’m sk!ll+less
’cause i’m back and i’ma get another f+ckin’ bag
i’ma keep on grinding till the day i’m in the f+ckin’ grass
i might get a f+ckin bag and then i’ll dip, i feel like chast
but i might not f+ckin’ do it, i stay eating up these tracks
i’m g+y
[verse 2: gatos]
never be paying my taxes, i don’t f+ck with that sh+t
pulling dudes like i’m a muhf+cking magnet
cowbla on the track and you know he go spastic
hop up on the track but you know i can’t match it
i’m up in yo room and you know i get head
sucking my d+ck til that sh+t turning red
i’m f+cking that b+tch not before on wafelek
creampie her for money, that b+tch getting bred
she know what be popping, i’m popping that p+ssy
i nut on his face and then up in his bussy
i f+ck men all day, you know i ain’t no rookie
as soon as i nut you know that he gon look me
in my motherf+cking eyes
if i f+ck a girl, that’s my demise
i never jerk with my left, only use my right
because i do that sh+t like every night
[verse 3: wafelek]
yeah, you know that he jerkin’ it every night
when he whip out his meat you know i wanna bite
and if he in the shower you know it’s on sight
he reacts to my nude pics just like he was flight
man, f+ck, you know i wanna slap his ass
and he do the thug shaker, it’s hotter than ash
i be jerkin my d+ck in the back of the class
and my bro just caught me, i think i gotta dash
cumming in a sock, my boyfriend just docked
if you ain’t a man then you will get blocked
i choke on his c+ck, his b+lls are now stocked
when a guys in my bed then you know it will rock
i’m g+yer than cowbla and gatos, they fake
the s+xiest guy that i know is called jake
and if he in my room then his booty will shake
and if not i’ma whack that boys ass with a rake
take off his pants and i’m cummin’ to that sh+t
i’m really hungry so i bite off his d+ck tip
it’s big, i ate his ass like a cannibal
slurping his juices up like it’s a danimal
girls in a room? what is better than that?
well i can show you somethin’, prepare for imapact
put my d+ck in his mouth and he startin’ to gag
and you know he loves it cause he is a+ g+y man
i’m pipin’ his bussy, you know he ain’t fussy
i’m a veteran, but that boy is a rookie
he take off his pants and that boy got a p+ssy
so i told him to f+ck off, his cl+t was so bushy
it looked like that brothers cl+t was in jumanji
you know that i’m british, i’ll cum in a man, g
and shoutout to gatos, know i whip a banshee
we f+ckin’ in suits, yeah, you know that we fancy
[outro: wafelek]
i get messages from the stars
when men make some love to me
i get messages from the stars
i got men eatin’ out my ass for free, ayy
sailor
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