She a Fan Lyrics

I put 50

I put 50

I put 50 on his head like he been sold

I like pretty bitches pink toes

I like cellulite, yeah I like those

She my favourite guest at my house shows I might fuck around your feelings, but she knows how it goes

I put fifty on your head like you've been sold I like pretty bitches pink toes, cellulite, yeah I like those

She my favourite guest at my house shows

Heard your talking, I might spin back

Fuck all the riff-raff, cut the chit-chat When I took your shit, ain't getting shit back

I like big thighs, little belly, hmm, I admit that, And I make it sick verse I submit that

And that pussy like drive threw, I eat out

When I bend her over, pull her hair, tap out

Now she got her tits out, now she show her fatty, Now she call me daddy

I swear a pussy made a Hennessy, made me black out Man, I need a snap out

And I swear I fuck her good I nearly pass out

And she knows what I want, She stickin' her ass out

She my biggest fan now