Juls - Wicked

She has a problem communicating what she means
Bad when she's on her knees bad with the replies cause her time ain't free
I don't even blame her
Yeah I know how it be
See
No stress cause when she link me
She gwarn like a freak

Don't post her on insta
Sideting too innah
I might have to address it
Assumptions might kill her
Why you talking about men are trash
Take time off twitter
I was hitting from the back
She want me to film it
Nothing like triller
setup just like a director
Tommy lee I was the pussy mechanic but I just turned pussy inspector
You know I wanna see likkle more likkle bit but I don't wanna be too extra
She said a guy never gave her this feeling
I must be an inventor
Remember
jawns in the blender
Tender venture
Right in the centre
Enter

Its your birthday ho, its your birthday bish
Its your birthday ho,
I don't wanna leave her cos she
Wicked wicked wicked wicked
We in the dance and everything
Wicked wicked wicked wicked

Its your birthday ho, its your birthday bish
Its your birthday ho,
I don't wanna leave her cos she
Wicked wicked wicked wicked
We in the dance and everything
Wicked wicked wicked wicked

wicked wicked wicked
crb fore i board this train
ask bro if he ever copped a ticket
sexy pics on her insta send her a dm like hey big head kmt
her bredrins smokey too but i ain't tryna be a dickhead
but ain't tryna go on like she don't look wicked wicked wicked
true say i ain't tryna be mad shallow i don't even know if da tings grips yet
true say i ain't even seen her in person but she already knows how da tings set, better slow down if you want respect
call her big mama but i ain't biskit
put it all on da line and i might risk it wicked wicked wicked wicked

It's your birthday see you Sitting pretty
Your body set good won't you give it to me
She wanna diet get thin n skinny
But I like her she my biggie biggie
Biggie biggie she heavy heavy
True say her best friends Ben and Jerry
True say it's bless cos we get the belly
Girl Ya kno it's first class not secondary
Been a whole week aint u Checkin for me
a Pizza my love wid dis pepperoni
need an award how she bend it for me
Pull up front row to the ceremony
If your sending for me b it's cash on demand
Racks in my hand in a fat rubber band
I'mma have to holla you back when I land
The Luggage is light still I might catch a tan

Written by:
ASHLEY NWACHUKWU, JULIAN NICCO-ANNAN, KADIATA JUSTINO DE JESUS ALIDOR, SAMUEL NII ODOI DAVIES

Publisher:
Lyrics © Sentric Music, Peermusic Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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