Brush Yo Teef Lyrics

Text you in the morning

Hey babe, just wanna say good morning

Call me when you brush your teeth

I know your ass done brushed your teeth

Yeah, I'm in the fuckin' sink

And I'm drinkin' Listerine

Nah, I spit it out

Like the last bitch

You gon' be my fuckin' last bitch

And my first one I keep forever

Motherfucker, I'ma just think like this forever

Unh, lay you on the bed like feather

Softer than some pussy that I get up and I

Wet her, wet her, put you in a twister

Hell yeah, I would never even look at your sister

Wait a minute, you don't got one

What do I know

But shit, if you did, wouldn't look at that hoe

Oh, could I lay it down on you

Could I lay it down on you

Could I lay it down on you

Could I lay it down on you

Could I lay it down on you

Could I lay it down on you

Shorty, get your mind right

Yeah, I put you in that lifeline

Yeah, this flight long, I'm tryna make it home

Let's see what's to that lil' shit you was talkin' on the phone

Just know I'm bitin' on your ankle when I give you bone

I mean this in the nicest way, I'm bout' to do you wrong

Yeah, you look athletic, show me you could throw

Watch, I catch you, met your match, and I'ma make you know

I low-key miss you, don't be lazy, yo

I'm tryna score a beat on your shit till you come like you won't open this door

All you want is small talk, tell your Uber slide, okay

Even though I'm focused, I got random shit to say, like

All my life, I wanted a bag, decided to chase it

Like my Air Force is Caucasian, cause I'm not a racist

And my last deal was fluke, shorty ain't get the location

He jump the gun, invite niggas to mystery places

That was a bit of the basics

Get your ass in here and get naked

I hope you make some pretty fuck faces

Could I lay it down on you

Could I lay it down on you

Could I lay it down on you

Could I lay it down on you

Could I lay it down on you

Shorty, get your mind right

Yeah, I put you in that limelight

Yeah, I put you in that limelight

And I give you something that you never had right

You hating on the nigga, but I got that dirty sprite

And I done lived my life, gotta get straight to it, how I do it

Baby girl, I'm something like a nuisance, I stay true to this

You know my soul is real cold

You know I hang around with them niggas from the go

You know I hang around with them G's, got them poles

You know I hang around with them G's, got them poles

And every time you see me, bitch, I'm always on the road

Popping hella pills, how I live, I'm just trying to smoke my weed

Get it, how I live, shorty, please don't misconceive this weed

You see my mind is always racing

It's paper that I'm chasing, it's weed that I be making, oh yeah

Until then, you know what niggas say, cool, I'm sick and thinking bout you

Until then, girl, I'm thinking bout you