CupcakKe - Blackjack

Scooby dooby doo (bark)
He a dog in the bed
Think mayo on bread
How I spread my legs (open me up)
Bring flowers instead
'Cause when I'm done, the twat should be dead, casket
Stomach like a beauty salon
'Cause I swallow every pubic hair shed
Pause on that dick when I'm on it
I might scream "Cut", Nia Long it
The dick like Ariana ponytail 'cause I swear that shit was the longest (It was)
He said how far can I own it, I said "Everything, gon' condone it"
His dick ain't got nowhere to stay so I let him sleep in this pussy to help out the homeless
Tryna get stupid, stupid, wait
I like to move it, move it, wait
Dick in the hole then it start to roll, look like it's hula hooping, wait
I ain't talking mug when I tell him shoot his shot
Sweating like a thug when they running from the cops
I'm good eye candy even to Fetty Wap
I'm known for the head like a fuckin' face swap
Tinted windows every time we outside
'Cause I suck that dick while he drive (While he drive)
Let him masturbate with french fries (fries)
Don't tell nobody like a mime (mime)
Toss my legs in the air like a dime (dime)
He cum quick like Amazon Prime
So when I start running on the dick, made him hold an umbrella over my head this time

Blackjack, blackjack, blackjack, ooh
Blackjack, blackjack, blackjack, ooh
Blackjack, blackjack, blackjack, ooh
Blackjack, blackjack, blackjack, ooh
The shit that we on, gotta wait til you grown til you get 21 like Blackjack
While sucking his dick still jacking him off get an A for this brain that's Blackjack

It ain't shit under this coat (I'm naked)
No Facebook, I get poked (Poke me)
This ain't giving me hope (ah)
Talking 'bout his own balls like a coach (swish)
Yeah, I'm gon' hold that dick in my hand like the mic in the hands of a host
Wait, french kiss a pussy one time then in the morning go and make me french toast (Yum)
One stroke in, he gon' lay down
Kids all on me like a playground (on my face)
I'mma ride that dick like a Greyhound
Twat for that nigga like H Town
Still want more, Tic Tac Toe
Nigga just got 3 holes in a row
Chocolate hoe, the Kit Kat pro
He call 'cause the pussy smell like Dial Soap
Let's take a bath together
It don't need to last forever (No)
Pussy looking real plus size
Now we doing math together
It's like 1 2 3 then he give me that foreplay
3 2 1 then I give him that "Okay"
I'm locked to the bed handcuffed like OJ
5 6 7 he ate it slowly
Grocery list can go up in the casket
It taste like water so he water fastin'
I can't be Sullivan, not talking Jazmine
Tapping this ass like a picture when tagging
Swaggin' not to be braggin'
But the pussy feel like cushion if your name Ashton
It's the best feeling like touching some satin
Pay to eat pussy, ain't no dine and dashin'

Blackjack, blackjack, blackjack, ooh
Blackjack, blackjack, blackjack, ooh
Blackjack, blackjack, blackjack, ooh
Blackjack, blackjack, blackjack, ooh
The shit that we on, gotta wait til you grown til you get 21 like Blackjack
While sucking his dick still jacking him off get an A for this brain, that's Blackjack
Blackjack, blackjack, blackjack, ooh
Blackjack, blackjack, blackjack, ooh
Blackjack, blackjack, blackjack, ooh
Blackjack, blackjack, blackjack, ooh
The shit that we on, gotta wait til you grown til you get 21 like Blackjack
While sucking his dick still jacking him off get an A for this brain that's Blackjack

Written by:
Andre Robertson, Elizabeth Harris, Yusuf El

Publisher:
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