Hamptons Lyrics

Took my bitch to the Hamptons

Left her little brother Howard

This where real love happens

Not that thug shit from Broward

I got lyrics for your captions

Maybe bi-weekly flowers

It really depend on how you taste

When I devour, it

Bitch, you think you got what it takes, to make me happy

Hell nah. Red flag 1: I need my rest or I be snappy

Red Flag 2: I like your friend come get at me

Need an addy for the load, can I trust you with my package

I get sleepy on the road, keep the convo enticing

She be down to do whatever, it depend on the pricing

Oooh, you a real bitch, girl I like it

Don't let the streets in, the life we practicing is private

Took my bitch to the Hamptons

Left her little brother Howard

This where real love happens

Not that thug shit from Broward

I got lyrics for your captions

Maybe bi-weekly flowers

It really depend on how you taste

When I devour

It depend on how you taste, when I'm licking on that pussy

C'mon baby throw it back, I know you ain't no rookie

Young nigga, good dick, I'll make a cougar walk stupid

You better ask your friend how I do it

Took my bitch to the Hamptons

Left her little brother Howard

This where real love happens

Not that thug shit from Broward

I got lyrics for your captions

Maybe bi-weekly flowers

It really depend on how you taste

When I devour, it

I asked, Oh, you think you the baddest

She said, mmhmm, yeah and do

I'll only be impressed, if he do some shit that I ain't do

Oh you made a Thug Cry? Then I know a boss idoled you

Please don't copy me, I did some shit, I said I'd never do

Please don't follow me, I'm not the one to lead

I mean I can but every king need a useful queen

So, that pillow princess shit not really cute to me

I need a ride or die, and I'm hoping that you agree

Took my bitch to the Hamptons

Left her little brother Howard

This where real love happens

Not that thug shit from Broward

I got lyrics for your captions

Maybe bi-weekly flowers

It really depend on how you taste

When I devour, it