Webbie Flow

My dick I know it's, yeah, on you, yeah

Baby, can you sucky on my dick? I know it's big enough

Round with a nigga from a the South, I know you feel the rush

Fucking with a nigga, bitches rarely ever get a touch

Better feel privileged, catch another, you can hit the dust

I done grown up from my child sake, black and mouth face

Look up loud place, never crowd place

Never skirt chase, maybe first grade

Never last place, never had brakes

Pop a transmission, always had faith

Always had trace, always had James

In that duplex, hit a suplex, fuck a crew neck

Spottie solo up in that recess

Never regress, Georgia peaches

Grab her cheek ass, such a slutbag

Baby nut rag, never cuff that

Love a hoodrat where there's puss at

Barely have me going on that Sosa, I never go back

I never hit it raw again, fucking with the law again

Picking up trash on highways, never my way

Blase blase, sneaking shotty

Fuck a Friday, I'm with Chugging bombay, fuck your turn up

Fuck your turn out, we gon burn up

Fuck your mosh pit, I'm on my shit

On that Tribe shit, got that Phife Dawg

I might bite, bitch, I'm on tablet

Scribble down, I'm rapping like Kool

Inspire all my local jokers who be quitting that school

They be hating that job, I was hating that too

I was flipping your burger high as a bitch, but I'm cool

I think I'm blessed now

I only stress about the stress now since I'm fresh now

I pull that motherfucking dress down

Never gonna testify, girl

And I'm gonna touch your thighs

I'm gon' spend the night, girl

You like

I heard that you was serving all that pussy, wasn't going for