Personal Stripper Lyrics

She could be my personal stripper

I don't gotta give her no tips I just get her brand new whips

(She can be my personal stripper, oh)

She could be my personal stripper

Ion gotta give her no tips

I just get her brand new whips

Saturday night fever she can shake them hips (whoa)

Shiny ass dress

Bright red lips

Big ass tits

And she roll my spliffs

And she bump my hits

They really all talk they ain't down for nothin

All in my cup I'm sippin somethin

Sippin on Dusse dusse

Feelin really loose loose

I ain't with that cheap shit Ion fuck wit grey goose

Hand up in her pants got her jeans wet

All up in her guts like a C sec

Flexin every move we don't see that

Mix a couple pillies now I can't see pullin up geekin

I ain't turnin up to feel okay

Imma feel more than alright

She moanin all night

Spill some purple on the white

Cause I dirty my sprite

Schedule my moves before my flights

Dope room for the night

I can't even feel bad

You fell in luv with that bitch you knew she w ho

The way that it go

These bitches be hatin but they at the show

They tryna take notes

They stealin my flow

So I switch it up as I go

I already knowin

I get yo bag for the lowski

It's snowin these bitches be nosy

Can't reach me if you not the homie

You watchin my moves like you know me

She could be my personal stripper

Ion gotta give her no tips

I just get her brand new whips

Saturday night fever she can shake them hips (whoa)

Shiny ass dress

Bright red lips

Big ass tits

And she roll my spliffs

And she bump my hits

Dawg I'm so smooth

White and black label

This that Don jewel

(Don jul)

Bitch I'm so cool

Cozy as fuck roll a pack for the stu

(Cozy as fuck)

Ion like bitches that's rude

Don't be fuckin wit my mood

(Don't fuck wit my mood)

Keep them bad vibrations

Why you always hatin

I be on my spaceship

Mind my business light my incense

I ain't wit the bullshit y'all built different

Before even suck me

She just wanna kiss it

I be makin money y'all just tryna kick it

I be with all the festivities

Dont no let girl call me bestie

You better check your reality

Don't you know my chick crazy

Don't you know Gawd Shit baby

Put this tab on yo tongue

Whole sheet of acid on me

All that smoke in ya lung

Baby just pop this E

Girls just wanna have fun

At least that's what she told me

Baby Just put it on me

(Girls wanna have fun)

She could be my personal stripper

Ion gotta give her no tips

I just get her brand new whips

Saturday night fever she can shake them hips (whoa)

Shiny ass dress

Bright red lips

Big ass tits

Roll my spliffs

Bump my hits