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​cupcakke & tay money - ptpom (shemix) كلمات الأغنية

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ptpom (shemix) lyrics
[intro: shantiip]
i’ma put this p_ssy on him
come and put that d_ck up on me
i’ma put this p_ssy on him
i ain’t gon’ say no word
i know you f_ck with my lil’ homie

[verse 1: tay money]
okay, so i put that p_ssy on him
nasty b_tch, bend it over
smile while i show it
he asked me whose it is
he paying bills
but he don’t own it
i let him chew the cat
after that, i leave him lonely (ha)

[chorus: tay money]
ayy, bad b_tch, steppin’ with her hair done
p_ssy smell like baccarat
boy you know you want some
wrap my legs around you
boy you know you can’t run
all about a money bag
tt got her bands up
[verse 2: cupcakke]
gimme all that nut
lemme’ feel it drip, down my throat
double d cups, touch ‘em in your face
like they ‘bout to make a toast
i got the power, all in the p_ssy
i ain’t talkin’ tv show nor a host
but i got tommy eager to f_ck a b_tch
that could makе his d_ck go ghost
you could do better, f_ck me hardеr
give up the kids, dead beat father
plug that b_tch deep in my walls
give me that long iphone charger
dribble them b_lls like coach carter
p_ssy in public then it’s charter
if i’m f_ckin’ you then that d
automatically get a w like arthur
(in)sert that d_ck, tell a n_gga shush
hold my head give me that push
tw_t so good send him home to his girl
now he lookin’ at her like, b_tch you my sis’
he l!ck the cherry
man he like it hairy
man you either dumb or you high off the kush
he could spend dead presidents all day
but the p_ssy ain’t never growing out george bush
f_ck that s on you chest
draw that s on my tongue
he said how the f_ck i’m gon’ draw it
i said baby with yo’ cum
not a wimp with that d_ck
better knock me out my lungs
and i never needed no lube
bless it in with vuittons
p_ssy it wet, cuz’ you making it rain
yea yo’ deep pockets is what i’ma blame
money heist him all the way til’ he came
the d_ck just shot up the bank of spain
the head ain’t good then b_tch “i’m leaving”
this ain’t no motherf_cking even exchange
i cut a n_gga off in the middle of the head
look like a b_tch made of chinese bangs, ya
[chorus: tay money]
ayy, bad b_tch, steppin’ with her hair done
p_ssy smell like baccarat
boy you know you want some
wrap my legs around you
boy you know you can’t run
all about a money bag
tt got her bands up

[post_chorus: shantiip]
i’ma put this p_ssy on him (mmm)
come and put that d_ck up on me
i’ma put this p_ssy on him
i ain’t gon’ say no word
i know you f_ck with my lil’ homie

[outro: tay money]
brrr, run it up!

- cupcakke tay money

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