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Ba-na-na, mm, mm, mm, mm Ba-na-na, mm, mm, mm, mm Na, na, na-na-na Ba-na-na, mm, mm, mm (B-Boy Dribble, let's go) I won't taste you, baby Fresh up out the shower Come with me, my baby I won't tell nobody, huh Nibble all on your body I surround you like piranhas She make dick disappear She know magic Harry Potter I like rachet sex, bae when we fuck, please wear your bonnet When the last night you got checked, I wanna fuck you with no condom She like Gucci, I like T-Pain, so we fuck to different genres You so pretty, I want nut up on your face, just bein' honest Is that disrespectful? Did I fuck the mood up? Am I being extra? Am I doin' too much? Letras de cancionesNever been the type to fake it, bae you special You the type to make my ex bitches jealous and I know it Ayy, I get you wet just like a boat Pussy so dam cold, I saved the name in Minnesota (That's for sure) I ain't got no smell PH goals When you rub my face, make sure you leave it on my nose I can be the daddy (Andy), you can be the mama (Mama) You a pretty bitch, I turn you to a baby mama (let's play house) One plus one equals two, what's the problem? (What's the problem?) You a pretty bitch, I turn you to a baby mama (Damn) I can be the daddy (Andy), you can be the mama (Mama) You a pretty bitch, I turn you to a baby mama (let's play house) One plus one equals two, what's the problem? (What's the problem?) You a pretty bitch, I turn you to a baby mama (Baby mama) I don't see no problems Take a pretty girl, I turn her to a baby mama, oh If you single, what's your number? Ain't got no time for stress bae can I fuck without the drama I wanna taste you, baby Fresh off out the shower Come with me, my baby I won't tell nobody I make pretty babies, I leave one up inside you You can be my Whitney, I can be your Bobby Do you still fuck with your ex? Do sometimes y'all still text? From jump, you gotta be honest If you is, then I can't stress Don't lie, say that's your friend Talkin 'bout that's your bestie Bae on my ten soles, don't have me in my chest He can't fuck with me I fuck you real good Just like Pinocchio I give you real wood I say he can't fuck with me I fuck you real good Just like Pinocchio I give you real wood It's understood I can be the daddy (daddy) You can be the mama (mama) You a pretty bitch, I turn you to a baby mama (they play out) One plus one equals two, what's the problem? (What's the problem?) You a pretty bitch, I turn you to a baby mama (baby mama) I can be the daddy (daddy) You can be the mama (mama) You a pretty bitch, I turn you to a baby mama (they play out) One plus one equals two, what's the problem? (What's the problem?) You a pretty bitch, I turn you to a baby mama (baby mama) From Letras Mania