Pickles Lyrics

To be, or not to be, to skeet, or not to skeet

Do I let him beat, or not to beat

This nigga pay me with respect, he keep my pussy wet

Keep me drippin feet to neck, big ass balls and big ass dick

Make me cum with just the tip, in and out he doesn't miss

Hidden treasure when we kiss, I think I'm fallin for this nigga

My body callin for this nigga in the middle of the day, when I'm shopping,

Eatin pickles, my coochie his victim, the way he beat it could of swore he was a hitman

Big drip he lick it, suck the clit could of swore he left a hickey

Pipe dreams I dream he deliver, diving deep, swimming in my pussy, drowning in her

Rowboat bicycle, hit it slow to the beat while you suck my nipples

Got me up in like the middle, eat it all up dog kibble

Overflowing like a river, rip tide, splash, ripple

Karma sutra come get me, anytime that you want it I'm with it

69 is the signal I'm sending, mixing feelings while we switch positions

Give it to me boy don't be stingy, smack a little booty up give me them inches

Bust a nut then a brief intermission, take a shower end up fucking in the kitchen

Keep me coming back to back got me trippin, I think I'm fallin for this nigga

This nigga pay me with respect, he keep my pussy wet

Keep me drippin feet and neck, big ass balls and big ass dick

Make me come with just a tip, in and out he doesn't miss

Hidden treasure when we kiss, I think I'm falling for this nigga

My body calling for this nigga in the middle of the day when I'm shopping eating pickles

My coochie his victim, the way he beat it could of swore he was a hitman

Big drip he lick it, suck the clit could of swore he left a hickey

Pipe dreams I dream he deliver, diving deep swimming in my pussy drowning in her

To be or not to be, to skeet or not to skeet, should I let him beat, or not to beat