Dreams Young M.A

[Verse 1]
Ay yo the bottom line is, I'm a dyke with a do
Dildo to be exact, my pipe game is real
I had dreams of fucking an industry bitch
Now listen, pay attention, why read my lips
Lauren London, I could just picture us fucking
You had a baby by Wayne so I ain't eating your muffin
Megan Good, damn I know that head game good
With those lips, I swear I'd turn you out if I could
I know you're married and no disrespect to your man
I been a fan, so fucking you was part of my plan
And Cyn, I met you, don't act like you don't know me
And yeah, I'll commit sins for Chipotle
Take you to the crib, you drink Henny and Rosé
I do circles with my tongue, call it ring around the rosie
My sex game on fleek
So don't think I can't take Nicki Minaj from Meek
Get her in them sheets, she riding it like a Honda
Tell her ass up, put in my anaconda
Yo Rihanna, I heard you get around
Fuck them niggas, you ain't heard dykes in style?
Put the strap on, put it all in your tummy
When we finish, bitch better have money
I'm a player, I have more hoes than Santa
From New York to Atlanta, women calling me handsome
When I saw Jazzy Bell I didn't think nothing of her
Til I turned around, fuck the cake, she got the oven, lord
The things I'd do, but we gon' keep that between me and you