Lyrics:
hold tight
But only if you allow me
Check this out
To turn off the lights
Like a male exotic dancer for you I'd dance
With nothing but a g-string
you is a freak
So let a brother lick them paws
And run the tongue on the g-string draws
And tease the kitty just a little
Then stick my pole in
she can be my mistress
Pop the P, like it's just for me
'Bout three G's, hangin' out of G-string V
I don't see nothin' wrong wit the hump
Damn,
to be dem G-string 'cause I ain't seen no panty line
For those of y'all who don't know, just what that Puddin Tame mean,
It's that monkey, that kitty cat,
that g-string, baby,
'Cause you know you look real crazy,
And you gon' be my hoe maybe
I just don't like this nigga.
Yo, Mike Fresh, let's just
bling
Pa' llevarme un par de g-strings
Lo que tengo es una puka que me costó un peso
Y por eso no me la quieran dar
Así que por la espalda le voy
that money under that skirt
Take it off, baby, let me see
You might get a lil' mo' lucci
G-string havin' oh so much fun
Playin' inside between them
We'll go home and leave the lights on
Wear G-Strings and see-through tights oh
We'll make love and we'll have a ball
In the kitchen, against the wall
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Ooh, there's big fandango in the wrangle
Ooh, there's loads on loads of g-strings and marble bags
On this beach, leave you
Ding-ding, hit 'em like, bing-bing
Eat 'em like, B-King, yet wit' no seasoning-bee sting
Which yo girl dressed in a g-string she's swingin'
My way shorty
flirtin' with this pimpin' ain't yo'
I seen you pstin' winkin' at me when you grabbed yo' ankle
Ah she can't sang, but g-strings hangs
And it don't take
fa sho, cowgirl
She is a cowgirl, a g-string drawas girl
See how much I can fit, off into her jaws girl
A everyday, shopping at the mall girl
Not too
the house, uh
We don't love them ho's, geah
Geah, take off them G-string drawers
So I can start to break down your sugar walls, uh
I'll smack it, flip it, rub
thing
G strings and I like that tongue ring
You really freaky, come over and freak me
Get on top, you all hot and leaky
Oh you need me, know how to please
block (Okay)
Yeah, we bang, it's a G
Thing, throw c notes, pop G-strings
(For sure, Coke Boy
Baby) I took a vacation from the streets
And party with my
food Did ya'll read octagon news people going octagon fool With octagon girs and octagon dudes With strippers even dancing with G-strings in octagon
Hard as a rock
Ooh baby hard as a rock, yeah
My baby's got rhythm
Never misses a beat
Give me the g-string shivers
She's always in heat
I dig
you from yo temple to yo feet
To the dimples in your cheek, to the middle of your g-string
Conversation underneath the sheets
You know me red bull
as a rock
Hard as a rock
Hard as a rock
Ooh baby hard as a rock, yeah
My baby's got rhythm
Never misses a beat
Give me the g-string shivers
puttin' niggas under white sheets
now that g-string up your ass you the beauty of the week
nigga told ya that out that here doing that crime
take it like
volver
Tóxica como Kanye y Kim
Le gusta que le eche pa'l la'o el g-string
Que se lo meta sin
Cuando grita le doy pa' que muerda el cojín
Volando en
mi flow está clean
Yo ya sé que estoy dura, natural, todo del gym
Cuando salgo con las mías, la navaja en el G-string
Mira, nene, a mí no te
get some, wanna get some)
She was lickin' her lips while
She's unwrappin' her gifts
With her red G String peekin' outta the hips
Now she crawl 'round
deja' para luego
Baby, hoy sí que me puse yo pa' ti
Porque así freaky fue que tú me bailaste a mí
Moviéndote, twerking, de espalda te vi el G-string
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