Fuckin' Her Brain Lyrics

She gotta turn from me

She gotta turn, gotta be firm

She wanna learn from me

Cuz she gotta turn with me

You gotta be firm with me

I know you done heard of me

I like to run up them racks

I like to make you relax

I like to blow out your back

I know how you feelin' bout that

She say, you fuckin' my brain again

Fuckin' my brain again

She say you fuckin' my brain again

Fuckin' my brain again

She say you fuckin' my brain again

Fuckin' my brain again

She say you fuckin' my brain again

Fuckin' my brain again

Back in the hood, they be callin' me preach

I don't be fightin' my bitches

She open her legs, that pussy get beat

I don't be playin', the only time

That it get fuzzy, I Marni her feet

She like to drink on that casa with me

It get nasty, we fuck on the beach

I'm teachin' her how to go count up

That paper, she never talk back, she say, teach

Slim waist, ass fat like peach

All this ice, she gon' suck me like leech

Never green, bae, I'm always on beat

You know when a real nigga in your life

That money get spent for real

Hate it or love it

If I take you in public, you know you my chick for real

They say love don't live here, but they lied

I had them bricks in the Tesla, I pulled up, you cried

But I do this for you, bae

Takin' risks is for you, bae

You only gotta tell me one time

I'ma do what it do, bae

I'm fuckin' Yo Brain

She wanna learn from me

Cuz she got her turn with me

You gotta be firm with me

I know you done heard of me

I like to run up them racks

I like to make you relax

I like to blow out your back

I know how you feelin' bout that

She say you fuckin' my brain again

Fuckin' my brain again

She say you fuckin' my brain again

Fuckin' my brain again

She say you fuckin' my brain again

Fuck in my brain again

She say you fuckin' my brain again

Fuckin' my brain again