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Shawty I ain't trying to be to, [?] the absence is yoursI just heard stories about that glorious inventory wonderedto see what you have in storeI could be a freak if I need to be, I'm saying I couldplease your needs[?] toys and things [?] cause they can't even compete withmeIf I ain't precise and you ain't suffice and I make time ifI got toBut before you get [?] at me, you need to get inside youWake up in my room, sat upon my matWoman gotta talk, I can hit it from the backI can hit it from the back, hit it from the back, hit itfrom the back,I can hit it from the backWake up in my room, sat upon my matWoman gotta talk, I can hit it from the backI can hit it from the back, hit it from the back, hit itfrom the back,I can hit it from the backHey, what to do love? Wassup, babe? Hold time, I ain't readyabout the foreplayI'm a just shoot like Marc ScorsaySee, understand my forte,Letras de cancionesSee, home makes you up, let me smear your make upBefore I break you off, can I taste your love and let you upYou always fuck before you go, let me make you comeI make that run like a faucet, and I'm patient, I don'tforce itAnd I ain't playing for your courtship, cause Wale's been onthat boss shitGot a tattoo with your ex man but I will make you say it'ssure shitThat's my shit but I parallel on her private, and I got thisShawty go ahead, slide them, she ride it till she's tiredI inspire loss of panties, she's got that awesome shit, Ipork a bitch until I pull a hammyWake up in my room, sat upon my matWoman gotta talk, I can hit it from the backI can hit it from the back, hit it from the back, hit itfrom the back,I can hit it from the backWake up in my room, sat upon my matWoman gotta talk, I can hit it from the backI can hit it from the back, hit it from the back, hit itfrom the back,I can hit it from the backI'm his 32 don't try to holler with them dollars [?]Catch me popping bottles in the corner what about is it?He wanna lick the kitty cat, got him playing [?]Gotta get that paper, if you wanna get with itI'm coming from a city dead, really like the doe we beHe [?] a heart attack life's with it he follow thatCause I got the hardest rap, plus I spit the coldest bloodI be there on my tipsy toes, [?] let it go[?] question [?] we fly as fuck, bbs is in the chainIf you hear me, know my nameYou fuck you would evadeCock is some shrink, he name trying to holler less thisdollar about a chainWake up in my room, sat upon my matWoman gotta talk, I can hit it from the backI can hit it from the back, hit it from the back, hit itfrom the back,I can hit it from the backWake up in my room, sat upon my matWoman gotta talk, I can hit it from the backI can hit it from the back, hit it from the back, hit itfrom the back,I can hit it from the backI love but you get smoke that kush that's down to get realhighAnd want a ride in my car, she's suckin' my dick bone dryLong as she's fuckable, I don't care if she's that fineLonger she pay me in weaves, weed, liquor and wineI like the way she dance, bounce that ass, break that backLet me take my 2 fingers and play round with that pussycatI know it's dripping wet, stupid wet, let's do it, let'stake some patron shotsIf you can, jump on it, and ride my dick like I've never haddone beforeDo it like a stripper, anything you want I'm by the storeCall off the showroom floorYou know I'm stupid rich but you can't be mineAnd that nigga's bitch tooWake up in my room, sat upon my matWoman gotta talk, I can hit it from the backI can hit it from the back, hit it from the back, hit itfrom the back,I can hit it from the backWake up in my room, sat upon my matWoman gotta talk, I can hit it from the backI can hit it from the back, hit it from the back, hit itfrom the back,I can hit it from the backWhy lady. From Letras Mania