
She Like That Na Palm (NaPalmLive) (Ft. mgk)
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[Intro: Na Palm, Machine Gun Kelly]
I met her on the beach, take her to the house
Started in the sheets, I take her to the couch
I got dirty beats, she got a dirty mouth
She got it in her freak and I'mma bring it out
[Verse 1: Na Palm]
Come on lil' mama, you can ride it like a '64
Work them hips
I'mma show you what this dick for (Haha)
Cold as hell, so you know I got a sick flow
Whited in some shark baby, girl I spit snow (Yeah)
Automatic I get up on a beat, get 'em with it
And a motherfucker drippin' in the sheets (In the sheets)
Ha! I keep it trippin' off the E, 'till we fucking all night
When I kick 'em to the streets (To the streets)
You ain't turnin' this house into a home bitch (Home, home)
But I can take off your blouse and make you a moan quick (Ah, ah)
Call me over the phone and rub your own clit
Until your pant are ripped, then get your own shit
[Pre-Chorus: Na Palm, Machine Gun Kelly]
I met her on the beach, take her to the house
Started in the sheets, I take her to the couch
I got dirty beats, she got a dirty mouth
She got it in her freak and I'mma bring it out
I met her on the beach, take her to the house
Started in the sheets, I take her to the couch
I got dirty beats, she got a dirty mouth
She got it in her freak and I'mma bring it out
[Verse 1: Na Palm]
Come on lil' mama, you can ride it like a '64
Work them hips
I'mma show you what this dick for (Haha)
Cold as hell, so you know I got a sick flow
Whited in some shark baby, girl I spit snow (Yeah)
Automatic I get up on a beat, get 'em with it
And a motherfucker drippin' in the sheets (In the sheets)
Ha! I keep it trippin' off the E, 'till we fucking all night
When I kick 'em to the streets (To the streets)
You ain't turnin' this house into a home bitch (Home, home)
But I can take off your blouse and make you a moan quick (Ah, ah)
Call me over the phone and rub your own clit
Until your pant are ripped, then get your own shit
[Pre-Chorus: Na Palm, Machine Gun Kelly]
I met her on the beach, take her to the house
Started in the sheets, I take her to the couch
I got dirty beats, she got a dirty mouth
She got it in her freak and I'mma bring it out
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