Tryna Fuck
Miss Blaze
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Yeah This for the bad bitches The bad bitches that all the niggas want to f*ck The bad bitches that get they own money and Don't need a nigga for nothing, OK Like what Like what Like this I won't do no texting I know that he get the message I reply when I wanna' I'm brown, and I'm popping You know I got bars and chocolate just call me Willy Wonka Now, I brought the cash to the stash house Fucked him so good made him pass out He watching me like a TV, Aye He bite his lips when he see me, Yeah Cause' he wanna, f*ck He tryna f*ck New nigga a dub, oh that sucks I'm tea so he drinking my cup Broke niggas, Yuck Now, he wanna' f*ck He tryna' f*ck He say "Blaze, you a freak The way that you looking at me Like you picturing getting on your knees" I tell him I am I want you to find out and see that ain't a hoe fucking with me He from the North, but he touring South I told him put it right in his mouth Bitch, I'm the best, and I'm from the West I said let's put the sex to a test Heavy weight, ain't a hoe in my category If that dick make it spit, imma' battle for it I'm the goat, they wanna follow my lead Put that shit in they face, so they can't ignore it They like "Damn, girl, you nasty" Do you get down like you say Or are you just doing some capping This nigga a lame I wouldn't f*ck him for fame He missing diamonds out his chain I'm hurting some feelings I'm rapping like this cause' I'm gifted I love how the tables done shifted These the same hoes that was calling me pretty they tripping They linked up with bitches who diss me F*ck all that talking, let's clear some action I stop the party, the main attraction Running to him if his bands up He told me put both my hands up Cause' he wanna, f*ck He tryna' f*ck New nigga a dub, oh that sucks I'm tea so he drinking my cup Broke niggas, Yuck Now, he wanna' f*ck He tryna' f*ck Yeahhh This how it sound when I rock the party Heard I play with big ballers, call me Blaze Lombardi This a school for the trappers, just don't be tardy Imma' say it this once I won't say it twice That I get real nasty and keep it nice My diamonds be dancing It's snowball ice He must be a plumber He laying pipe I won't beg for no hoe they can have him In the Louis V, I keep a Magnum And he gave me brain, and that's when I fell for him And I knew I couldn't pass him Backshots, Backshots, Backshots I fucked him in Polo, Ion' cap a lot He lucky he love that I rap a lot Triple 7, he hitting the jackpot I won't do no texting I know that he get the message I reply when I wanna' I'm brown, and I'm popping You know I got bars and chocolate just call me Willy Wonka Now, I brought the cash to the stash house Fucked him so good made him pass out He watching me like a TV, Aye He bite his lips when he see me, Yeah Cause' he wanna, F*ck He tryna f*ck New nigga a dub, oh that sucks I'm tea so he drinking my cup Broke niggas, Yuck Now, he wanna' f*ck He tryna' f*ck Cook up, Mason
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