Burr'ardi Lyrics

Burr'ardi

What's good suco

I see you lil bruh

Look

Uh

I gotta fall back me and

Going all the way up

Three-sixty like wall

When I lay the bitch up

Lay it up!

That bitch covered up in caramel

Know you see the tan

Got damn watch me do it again

Shawty got a man

But he ain't the man

Jr

Blrrd!

Okay okay

Ou

Boy I got em flockin' in

Takin' all my medicine

Glide so sickening

I'm sorry momma

Way she put her leg up

Damn near made a nigga wana pray up

Yea stay prayed up

'Cause shawty you a goddess

You body like my cars

Know I like em

Know I like em

Spill off in a Yamaha

Red like a brisket

Giving head to your misses

Your majesty

Queen?

Hol up

Queen!

Hol up

Queen!

They should patent me

My thoughts to exclusive

Boy I thought you knew this

Shawty ain't dangerous

Shawty ain't dangerous

If she was she wouldn't wana hang wit us

Shawty she's an angel

So precious

Ma so precious

Ma so

Damn

When you gone pull up on me

Or what need me to pull up on ya

Shawty so petite

Sex game elite

Damn it she a bug

Mrs. Officer

Mrs. Officer

Mrs. Officer

Can't get my hands of ya

Mrs. Officer

Mrs. Officer