Paroles de la chanson dunk contest par Cash Cobain

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Paroles de la chanson dunk contest par Cash Cobain

(Gvrlnd!, I'm rockin' with this one)
Mmm
Mm-mm-mm, mmm

Destiny, I'm tryna give you the best of me
I wanna kill it like rest in peace
Eat on that pussy like it was a recipe, like
Shanti, I wanna make you a mommy
You look good as a redhead, dreadhead
Black hair, pink hair, blondie, like
Zari, I know I be on your body
Not Meg Thee Stallion, but you a hottie
You let me hit, I'ma buss your scalotti, like damn
Mia, I cannot wait 'til I see ya
I cannot wait 'til I eat ya

You got a nigga, then I wanna be him, like damn
Jada, you know I would never play ya
Can I put you on my face, love?
I want your pussy now and want it later, like
Kayla, got a body like you Wayda
Can I put you on my face, love?
That pussy creamy, call you mashed potatoes, like
China, you got that good ol' vagina, uh
I gotta find ya
I gotta hit one more time to remind ya, like damn
Niyah, you the quiet, you the shy one
I wanna, mm, never mind, love
Fuck that, I want parts of your vagina, like damn
Toni, I know that shit macaroni
I wanna be more than homies
Give me that pussy, don't be acting phony, like
Onny, you the opposite of boney
Can you ride it like a pony?

Whenever you want it, mommy, you can call me, like
TNT, I wanna have us a three-v-three
Make it a movie, DVD
All of us got our phones on DND, like damn
Tiq the freak, Destiny, Lexi, I got a Bnb
Polishers like the eatery
None of these others niggas ever seein' me
Marni, Marni
I don't wanna talk 'bout Marni
I don't think that I should talk 'bout Marni
Fuck it, I'ma talk 'bout Marni
You piss my bitches off like a potty
Can't keep these niggas off of your body
I wanna put it all in your body
Wanna get in your drawers 'til my dick is soft, let my dick dissolve in your body
I got that different talk

If a nigga say that he don't want you, then he gets lotti, like damn

Mmm
Mm-mm-mm, mmm

Jess, we could make a mess, tss
I got something I must confess, tss
I wanna see you get undressed, for sure
I'm 'bout to send you my address
Mmm-mmm-mmm, mmm-mmm
Oh, oh-oh
And when in doubt, got me figured out, can't forget about
Millie, I wanna fuck your body 'til you dizzy
Want you to suck it sloppy, make it spitty
I'm 'bout to call your phone, so come get with me
Know you don't drink, can you sip me?

I want your face, you so pretty
I got a thing for your titties
I wanna eat your body like a ten-piece, damn

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