CRITIQUA Lyrics

Bitches love to critique

They just swear they unique

Holding me to your standards

History going to repeat

Bitches can't even see

Eyelash on fleek

You ain't talking to me

You must be talking to

These niggas

Show my ass on the beat

Know the answers they cheat

Ain't a damn thing discreet

The name Junglepussy

They can't entangle with me

Think everything string theory

Who you going to blame

Play that banjo baby

Ain't a damn thing

A man think going drive me crazy

I'll be damned near the sands

So wet so wavy

These words for your neck

Don't stress me baby

And you deserve what you get

That tongue audacious

I learned from the best

You just heard 'bout they shit

Earned my respect held down the day shift

Pregnant with Success and you know what

They did trying to test something so sacred

They can't assess nothing I'm saying

Bigging my chest you pressed

To kiss my lips blowing the sess

Lower the technology

Golly I just want the knowledge not the D

Don't project your problems on top of me

Don't you wanna be

Don't you just wanna be

Off the web off the death off the tree

To the left its a dub hit the streets

To my next to my blessings

My peace