dior suit Lyrics

What?

Not my fault yo bitch want me

She get on her knees, she suck it through the jeans

I'll take this shit to another degree

Okay

Hoe say she want a Dior suit

She slurpin' on my dick like a flute

Spent 50k, or a hundred,

I don't care it just depend on my mood

Tell my ho, "shut the fuck up", when I'm in the booth

When I say shoot, they gon' shoot

Shoot, shoot

Through the roof

Oh, yeah

Told you, I'd make it through

Told you, I'd make it through

Shoving the dick in the mouth, make her go mute

Fly in the sky like a bird

You ain't even put in' that work

Fuck on that bitch, make her squirt

Run to the bank, call me Dirk

Solid, I'm keeping my word

Fuck all y'all niggas, eat dirt

You know her pussy gettin' murked

Gettin' murked

Put a hole in that nigga like Ace

Paint her face white

Ridin' my dick like a bike

Fuck me and suck me all night

Lil' bitch, know your place

With out this girl, I can't feel my face

I cannot feel my face

I'm too icy, okay

That's my wifey, okay

Take her to Hawaii

Fuck a "Wyd?", just come and ride me

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh,

Oh, yeah

Not my fault yo bitch want me

She get on her knees, she suck it through the jeans

I'll take this shit to another degree

Okay

Hoe say she want a Dior suit

She slurpin' on my dick like a flute

Spent 50k, or a hundred,

I don't care it just depend on my mood

Tell my ho, "shut the fuck up", when I'm in the booth

When I say shoot, they gon' shoot

Shoot, shoot

Through the roof

Oh, yeah

Told you, I'd make it through

Told you, I'd make it through

Shoving the dick in the mouth, make her go mute

Let that glick go pop

Loomo my twin, my rock

Got this shit on lock

Yo girl wanna give me top

Can't fuck with these niggas, they be slimy

Some of them be givin' off cop

For real

This shit never gon' stop

I'm the type of nigga who never flop

Geo just run up them bands

Fuckin' this bitch and her friend

No, you do not own my land

Not my fault yo bitch want me

She get on her knees, she suck it through the jeans

I'll take this shit to another degree

Okay

Hoe say she want a Dior suit

She slurpin' on my dick like a flute

Spent 50k, or a hundred,

I don't care it just depend on my mood

Tell my ho, "shut the fuck up", when I'm in the booth

When I say shoot, they gon' shoot

Shoot, shoot

Through the roof

Oh, yeah

Told you, I'd make it through

Told you, I'd make it through

Shoving the dick in the mouth, make her go mute