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Shorty wanna call me a gigolo

Like Duce Bigelow

Tryna prove to these hoes that I'm not a ho

I just really want the green like Piccolo

You ain't my bitch I don't why

You be under my post

Is it cuz it went ghost

Wit a brand new chic think I know why

You know I'm lit baby don't lie

Don't get it twisted

We was just fuccin

First day we met

You know was succin

Knew from da jump

That I wasn't cuffing

I called you baby that shit ain't mean nothing

Don't wanna argue

No fussing

Cuz what the fucc is we discussing

You tryna blow my high wit all that cussin

Don't worry bout who I'm fuccin she bussin

I can't cuff

I am too distrusting

No I had to dub her

Never said I love her

Off of that liqour I was just lusting

Only in the bed is when we ever had something

How can judge me

That is insulting

Calling me nasty but succ me disgusting

You fell in love with the stroking and thrusting

Yea Yea Yea

You know I'm that single we could've been all friends

Yea Yea Yea

Remember ya mouth you was holding my balls in

Ain't give you a reason to start shit

You should be blocced from under my comments

Go somewhere else with the nonsense

I already got enough problems

Girl you know you slutty wanna act like a virgin

You was begging me to go inside ya body like a surgeon

On the twenty third shorty that was just a hit and go

Send me a message you know I be curvin

Girl we not together why you letting everybody know

That you was fuccin me slurpin and jerking

Had to found out the hard you way you a messy ho

Wanna hurt my feelings but it's not working

Shorty wanna call me a gigolo

Like Duce Bigelow

Tryna prove to these hoes that I'm not a ho

I just really want the green like piccolo

You ain't my bitch I don't why

You be under my post

Is it cuz I went ghost

Wit a brand new chic think I know why

You know I'm lit baby don't lie

Don't get it twisted

We was just fuccin

First day we met

You know was succin

Knew from da jump

That I wasn't cuffing

I called you baby dat shit ain't mean nothing

Don't wanna argue

No fussing

Cuz what the fucc is we discussing

You tryna blow my high wit all that cussin

Don't worry bout who I'm fuccin she bussin

I can't trust

Nothing but the process

Shorty a turkey she love to slurp me

Had to fall bacc cuz she got the wrong mindset

I'll pass her off to my bro in a heartbeat

Bounce bacc with a chic way more saucy

Say Im a ho you

Still wanna call me

If I'm dog you a tic so get off me

Yea Yea Yea

You know I'm that single we could've been all friends

Yea Yea Yea

Remember ya mouth you was holding my balls in

Ain't give you a reason to start shit

You should be blocced from under my comments

Go somewhere else with the nonsense

I already got enough problems

All up under my post need to stop it

Now I need pesticide cuz you starting to bug me

You only mad cuz we not fuccin

You only love this dicc bitch you don't love me

Of course I was laying in ya bed I was horny

I called you baby you shoulda knew I was bluffin

Of course I was cooking in ya crib I was hungry

But never need a ho for shit but some cutty

Shorty wanna call me a gigolo

Like Duce Bigelow

Tryna prove to these hoes that I'm not a ho

I just really want the green like piccolo

You ain't my bitch I don't why

You be under my post Is it cuz it went ghost

Wit a brand new chic think I know why

You know I'm lit baby don't lie

Don't get it twisted

We was just fuccin

First day we met

You know was succin

Knew from da jump

That I wasn't cuffing

I called you baby dat shit ain't mean nothing

Don't wanna argue

No fussing

Cuz what the fucc is we discussing

You tryna blow my high wit all that cussin

Don't worry bout who I'm fuccin she bussing