Wicked

Juls

She has a problem communicating what she means Bad when she's on her knees bad with the replies cause her time ain't free I don't even blame her Yeah I know how it be See No stress cause when she link me She gwarn like a freak Don't post her on insta Sideting too innah I might have to address it Assumptions might kill her Why you talking about men are trash Take time off twitter I was hitting from the back She want me to film it Nothing like triller setup just like a director Tommy lee I was the pussy mechanic but I just turned pussy inspector You know I wanna see likkle more likkle bit but I don't wanna be too extra She said a guy never gave her this feeling I must be an inventor Remember jawns in the blender Tender venture Right in the centre Enter Its your birthday ho, its your birthday bish Its your birthday ho, I don't wanna leave her cos she Wicked wicked wicked wicked We in the dance and everything Wicked wicked wicked wicked Its your birthday ho, its your birthday bish Its your birthday ho, I don't wanna leave her cos she Wicked wicked wicked wicked We in the dance and everything Wicked wicked wicked wicked wicked wicked wicked crb fore i board this train ask bro if he ever copped a ticket sexy pics on her insta send her a dm like hey big head kmt her bredrins smokey too but i ain't tryna be a dickhead but ain't tryna go on like she don't look wicked wicked wicked true say i ain't tryna be mad shallow i don't even know if da tings grips yet true say i ain't even seen her in person but she already knows how da tings set, better slow down if you want respect call her big mama but i ain't biskit put it all on da line and i might risk it wicked wicked wicked wicked It's your birthday see you Sitting pretty Your body set good won't you give it to me She wanna diet get thin n skinny But I like her she my biggie biggie Biggie biggie she heavy heavy True say her best friends Ben and Jerry True say it's bless cos we get the belly Girl Ya kno it's first class not secondary Been a whole week aint u Checkin for me a Pizza my love wid dis pepperoni need an award how she bend it for me Pull up front row to the ceremony If your sending for me b it's cash on demand Racks in my hand in a fat rubber band I'mma have to holla you back when I land The Luggage is light still I might catch a tan

Written by: ASHLEY NWACHUKWU, JULIAN NICCO-ANNAN, KADIATA JUSTINO DE JESUS ALIDOR, SAMUEL NII ODOI DAVIESLyrics © Sentric Music, Peermusic Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., SENTRIC MUSICLyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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