I'm on Your Ass Lyrics

I'm on your ass

Yes, I'm bout to spazz

You want that Louis that Gucci designer you want it all and a bag

You wanna show all your friends that you fuckin' with me you don't know how to act

I told you, my baby, that you was in front of these bitches never in the back

Yeah, these niggas be talkin' about me baby girl, do you believe em

I know that I'm icy, my baby my jewelry changes the seasons

And you tellin' people that you hate me but you didn't give me a reason

And I kept that shit a hundred with you but baby, you're fault that I'm leavin

I'm in a foreign I'm speeding

Right to your place, I need it

I'm in that pussy, I eat it

I said I'm done, she not finished

That pussy was cryin', I listened

I'm on your body, I mean it yes

I'm on that body, I need it

I know that my swag is immaculate, nigga

I know these guys, they can't stand it

I know that I gave me a life and I fucked it up

I took it hard like a bandit

I know that these niggas are watchin' my movements they judging me like they my manager

And I told that lil' baby to lower your tone

You tryna rise up with the temperature

I know that you see that I'm callin' your phone

Yeah, baby girl, why you not pickin' up

I know that you out there, you gettin' exposed with another nigga, this ain't adding up

Yeah, baby girl, tell me, yeah how does that work if I was the one that was comin' up

I know that you think that you runnin' the streets

I'm the one who invented them

All of these niggas in front of them

I'm from the Floss, keep a semi tuck

I'm on that Henny, it got me stuck

She on my body, she wanna fuck

I'm givin' her dick and she start to run

I know that you want me, you out of luck

I know my new baby is bad as fuck

I'll admit it, she won

She nasty as fuck

Well, she just like me, she the one

When I'm done, she holdin' my gun

On my mama, she know what's up

I swear you not one and done

I swear you my only one oh yeah

Why you wanna be my only

I was movin' solo, by myself

I didn't want nobody

I know a couple bitches that wanna fuck with me to be somebody

She know I'm the man cause she asked everybody

I'm on your ass

Yes, I'm bout to spazz

You want that Louis that Gucci designer you want it all and a bag

You wanna show all your friends that you fuckin' with me you don't know how to act

I told you, my baby, that you was in front of these bitches never in the back

Yeah, these niggas be talkin' about me baby girl, do you believe em

I know that I'm icy, my baby my jewelry changes the seasons

And you tellin' people that you hate me but you didn't give me a reason

And I kept that shit a hundred with you but baby, you're fault that I'm leavin

I'm in a foreign I'm speeding

Right to your place, I need it

I'm that pussy, I eat it

I said I'm done, she not finished

That pussy was cryin', I listened

I'm on your body, I mean it yes

I'm on that body, I need it

I'ma let the shit rock

What

I'ma let the shit rock

This my shit, bitch

I'm a let this shit rock

What's up, nigga

What's up, nigga

Let this shit rock

What's up, nigga

What's up, nigga

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