All Dat

What you doin', girl, with all that? Ooh, nothin'
Ayy (uh), look (uh), woah (uh), ayy (hey), ah

What you doin' with all that ass? Let me touch it (let me feel)
She say it's mine, so I smack it when I fuck it (uh, uh)
Freak in the bed, but innocent in public (wishy-washy)
She be hearin' I ain't shit, but still she love me (ayy, woah)
Water, Fiji, hold his chin while he eat it (ah)
Fuck me in the mirror 'cause he know his bitch conceited ('ceited)
Possessive with that pussy, he say I can't never leave him
Bitch, I better not catch you lookin' at my nigga and I mean it (baow, baow, baow)
Uh (look), uh (woah), uh (ayy)

Turnin' up on sight (right now)
We on Sprinters and flights (woah)
Pants down, chains on, I'ma leave her on ice (ice)
Couple niggas might done had it, but it still grip tight
If you gettin' to a bag, you the hot girl type (hey)

400 degrees, I ain't Juvenile, D'USSÉ got her goin' wild
Eat the nut, swallow my child, clean it up, go get a towel
Shorty get to shakin', when she cream, cake batter (woah)
Tellin' me go deeper, I'm already in her bladder (I'm at the rim)

Hoes mad, niggas talkin' out they throat (doin' the most)
Got the fire on me just in case you want smoke (light this bitch up)
Open your mouth, I'ma make you drive the boat (ah)
Best of both worlds, she Thee Stallion, I'm the G.O.A.T. (Big old Bagg)

What you doin' with all that ass? Let me touch it (let me feel)
She say it's mine, so I smack it when I fuck it (uh, uh)
Freak in the bed, but innocent in public (wishy-washy)
She be hearin' I ain't shit, but still she love me (ayy, woah)
Water, Fiji, hold his chin while he eat it (ah)
Fuck me in the mirror 'cause he know his bitch conceited ('ceited)
Possessive with that pussy, he say I can't never leave him
Bitch, I better not catch you lookin' at my nigga and I mean it (baow, baow, baow)
Uh (look), uh (woah), uh (ayy), hey (ah)

Ooh, you sexy, eat that dick up, please let me (please let me)
I ain't talkin' 'bout no kids when I say "Put it in my belly" (put it in my belly)
I'ma bust it open, spread it for that bread like some jelly (like some jelly)
I'm the type to pull your card, so lil' nigga, please don't bet me (woah)

Huh, I got niggas, he got bitches, we don't trip though (we don't trip though)
Huh, hide the whip, so them hoes don't bust my windows (bust my windows)
Huh, pussy good, he be beggin' me to get gone (woah)
Ayy, when I get up, leave it wet like some Soul Glo (woah)

Hey, I ain't fightin' with these bitches 'cause I'm pretty
Bitch, you mad 'cause your baby daddy suckin' on my titties (suckin' on my titties)
I be runnin' 'round his mansion with no panties like I'm Winnie
He don't dance, but this pussy make him bop like he Diddy (baow, baow, baow)

What you doin' with all that ass? Let me touch it (ah)
She say it's mine, so I smack it when I fuck it (uh, uh)
Freak in the bed, but innocent in public (wishy-washy)
She be hearin' I ain't shit, but still she love me (ayy, woah)
Water, Fiji, hold his chin while he eat it (ah)
Fuck me in the mirror 'cause he know his bitch conceited ('ceited)
Possessive with that pussy, he say I can't never leave him
Bitch, I better not catch you lookin' at my nigga and I mean it (baow, baow, baow)

(Denaro, where the love at?)



Credits
Writer(s): Jamichael Bendon, Megan J. Pete, Demario Dewayne White Jr., Patrick Houston, Jordan Michael Houston, Paul Beauregard
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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