- Lets Link (Remix) 歌詞 WhoHeem ppcocaine
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- WhoHeem ppcocaine
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Baby
I like you
I dont give a **** bout your boyfriend
I like you, I dont give a **** bout your boyfriend
Come on, lets link, cant do what I do,
I can beat it up with no hands
Treat you like you monarchy, we can slide out, touch bands
Come on, lets link, cant do what I do,
I can beat it up with no hands
Come on with Heem (Ah), come on with Heem (Ah)
Come on, lets link (Ah), come on, lets link (Ah)
Lets-lets link (Lets link), is your pussy pink? (Pink)
Be my sneaky link (Uh), show you Im a little freak (Yeah)
Baby, is you from the streets?
Gettin nasty in the sheets (In the streets)
And that pussy like a athlete, Ill give you a treat, haha
Does she got a nigga or does she got a bitch? ( Got a bitch)
I dont give a ****, see, Im really with the shits (Eh-eh)
Crying bout her boyfriend while Im lickin on her tits (Hmm)
You killin the mood, you over here cryin over dick (Hmm)
No, theres not a bitch or a nigga to stop me (What?)
And if Im feelin nice, I might take her to sight-see
But really Im a dog, so lil baby dont trust me
Just want you for the night, you are not my lil wifey
Lil baby was a bop, so she beggin me to stop (Uh, uh)
I make her pussy pop, yes, she want to be my top (Uh, uh)
I tell her, 'Get on top,' cause her nigga is an opp (Uh, uh)
And if she squirt then get a mop (Uh)
Ifshe scream, she got a wap
Do you wanna sit on this face? (Ah)
Or do you wanna pull on this lace? (Pull it)
We could take it slow or fast-pace ( Ah)
Tell your nigga, 'It was just a phase' (Just a phase)
Cause I like you (I really like you)
Dont give a **** bout your boyfriend (** ** a boyfriend)
Yeah, I like you, shit (Yeah)
Your girlfriend can come too (Ah)
I like you, I dont give a **** bout your boyfriend
Come on, lets link, cant do what I do,
I can beat it up with no hands
Treat you like you monarchy, we can slide out, touch bands
Come on with Heem, cant do what I do,
I can beat it up with no hands
Come on with Heem (Ah), come on with Heem
Come on, lets link, what you tryna do?
Prada baby, she a flocker
Dont let any nigga hit, so they call her a bopper
Cant no bitch top her
She got a squabble like a nigga, yeah, she get it from her father
Sex in the City girls
Nails done, lemon braids, theyre so pretty, girl, ah
She dont be in any world
Wrong shoe, wrong fit, no Cinderella, girl
Car basic
Bro big mad its not him that she chasin
Two weeks, he couldnt find a replacement
He done lost a good bitch, downgraded to a basic
Lane switch
Bitch is lucky, call her sour folk cause she change
Cause she dont care
Sold her nigga, wont offer it up, notched up
Turned off her pipe and then she bossed up
On any bitch head who got an issue
Mace a bitch up, tear your drawers, she might spit too
Messy, take your nigga if she want to
Give him pussy, got him stuck,
He said I love you on the first day
You bitches couldnt see her on her worst day
Fly bitch like first day of school on her birthday
Ooh, she nasty, F-R-E-A-K
Ride dick, bicyc
Make a nigga bust in a M-I-N
Oh, thats what I like, baby, ah
Thats what I like
I like you, I dont give a **** bout your boyfriend
Come on, lets link, cant do what I do,
I can beat it up with no hands
Treat you like you monarchy, we can slide out, touch bands
Come on with Heem, cant do what I do,
I can beat it up with no hands
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