Mulatto Lyrics

Popped a Tesla for the first time, my whole body went in auto

I love a chocolate bitch, but my new bitch look like Mulatto

Give a fuck about her hobbies, do she spit or do she swallow

Freaky girl, she givin' brain in the front seat of the Tahoe

Yeah, she hate that I'm a player, but she lovin' my bravado

Only thang on my brain, chasin' pussy, Johnny Bravo

She get nasty when she drunk, I mix the Hen with the Moscato

And we look real good together, I'm a rapper, she a model

Treat my niggas like my brothers, yeah that's blood, but I don't gang bang

Throwin' fours and middle fingers, well, it's like the same thing

They told me to invest, shit, I went and bought a diamond chain

Fuck my favorite hoe from Baltimore, she love the way my nuts hang

She love the way I drag, I'ma smash, I'ma skirt off

I got a lot of tats, so I fuck her with my shirt off

She ain't know I'm a freak, I'm doin' shit that she ain't heard of

Put a ice cube in her ass, and if she tap out, it's a turn off

We beef when we apart, but that's my bae when we together

Keep sayin' I'ma cut her off, her shit keep gettin' better

Talkin', can you stand the rain? Fuck, her shit keep gettin' wetter

Cuff it, ain't really a talker, but I wrote a four-page letter

Popped a Tesla for the first time, my whole body went in auto

I love a chocolate bitch, but my new bitch look like Mulatto

Give a fuck about her hobbies, do she spit or do she swallow

Freaky girl, she givin' brain in the front seat of the Tahoe

Yeah, she hate that I'm a player, but she lovin' my bravado

Only thang on my brain, chasin' pussy, Johnny Bravo

She get nasty when she drunk, I mix the Hen with the Moscato

And we look real good together, I'm a rapper, she a model

Got her knees to her chest, I make her sing, she hittin' high notes

She told me don't pull out, but no a baby ain't what I want

She might make a good mother, but she always do the damn most

Said hell nah, I had to back out, put that baby in her damn throat

Bust down, jet black, thirty inches on my bitch

Bust down, jet black, thirty, clip up in the glick

Word around town, her new nigga, I make him sick

I kill for that pussy, just hope he ready to die bout it

She ask me why I gotta keep my blicky on the dresser

Cause I gotta make it home in case a nigga try to press up

Like my keys and my wallet, can't forget it when I leave the crib

In case I gotta grill a nigga, put that fire to his ribs

My new bitch look like Ice, but I really want Glorilla

Flo Milli and Tink can call if she need a nigga, you feel me

And I like them bitches that's from the block, like Jenny

But I don't discriminate if you bad, get with me

Popped a Tesla for the first time, my whole body went in auto

I love a chocolate bitch, but my new bitch look like Mulatto

Give a fuck about her hobbies, do she spit or do she swallow

Freaky girl, she givin' brain in the front seat of the Tahoe

Yeah, she hate that I'm a player, but she lovin' my bravado

Only thang on my brain, chasin' pussy, Johnny Bravo

She get nasty when she drunk, I mix the Hen with the Moscato

And we look real good together, I'm a rapper, she a model

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