Hunnet Round - Hmm

I'm on the tylenol & the lean, right nah I'm stopped up I cant breathe...
Baby girl don't stop get on ya knees, when I get on top I'm gone please you...
Nibble on that clit ima fuck around a tease you, hit it from the back don't scream boo
My homies in the other room they shootin a scene too...
Wit 3 of yo friends oh...
They gettin it in, we gettin it, just need an hour gimme 60 mins...
She screaming & shouting beginning to ending, 12 rounds in ian nuttin til we finish...
Nut on yo ass, back in, I'm replenished...
Playin big boogie got me in my mode, baby don't move while I grind in ya kidneys...

She said my dick gone be the death of me (hmm)
Gangstas on right crips to the left of me (hmm)
I swear to god them boys gone step fa me (hmm)
Lay in yo bed since you slept on me (hmm)

Lay in the bed bitch give me head, not 2 things to match I'm coming like craig...
Cause I got a dick but don't got a fuck, sorry baby girl if I had you mislead...
Or you had me misread, ima get ate you get fed, go a lil deeper you scared?
Come ta my bed, boom boom room its red, doom doom doom you dead...
Cause I'm finna slay it, call the plug tell em weigh it...
Free my pops out the feds I'm going fed, I put a price on his head, tag on his leg he didn't go to the med...
Ride wit the gang, the one wit them thirties...
I'm off the chain lil hunnet been thuggin...
Aint no nigga ever front me nothing...
Climb out the mud this shit came from struggle...

Wake up bitch, bake up bitch, I got my strap try & take some bitch...
Ion give af bout you been a bitch, you try ta rob me then you can get hit...
I'm wit the shit, you know I slept wit 2 dicks, one of mine one a stick...
Glock 36, shoot quicker than I can piss, leave yo ass gone in the mist...
Scratched of the list, remember when I had a lisp, nah it's bars that I'm spitting...
Nomoe charges are pending, beat the case they dismissed, cant go out sad bout these bitches...
I'm on my road ta riches, I thought you bitches to stay out my business...
I keep some soldiers wit me, double cup no folger sippin but yk the business...
He gettin bold he serious, they made em mad he furious...
I'm on they ass, they curious...
Think I'm gone let up & bitch you delirious...
Aimin fa neck up, don't shoot at no ligaments...

Written by:
Deshawn Lester

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