KeKe Big Boogie & CMG The Label

[Intro: Big Boogie]
Big Dude
(Run that up, EJ)
I want KeKe
Bitch, I'm Big Dude
Grrt

[Verse 1: Big Boogie]
My lil' bitch get money, pop her shit, they call her KeKe (KeKe)
I ain't never met no bitch like this, she like to lick me (Lick me)
She gon' bounce that ass on FaceTime if she can't come see me
Pussy water, Fiji, she got come back, huh, she repeat
Pull up in that Trackhawk, knock her ass out 'cause she miss me
She call me her pitbull, doggy, back shots, freaky
KеKe love Boog, I'm her chocolatе droppin' Reese's (Reese's)
And she got on pieces, diamonds in her teeth-es (Ice)
KeKe brownskin, hustler and she dance
She don't like new friends, drive a big body, a Benz
She ain't friendly, but she fuck with bruh 'nem, shake they hand
She got money too, she FaceTime daddy with them bands
Fly her to Jamaica or somewhere she never been
I ain't trippin', baby, I got money, bring your friends
But I don't got friends, I got brothers, bitch, we like kin
My lil' bitch, she pressure, mine, better fuck no fan
Love to spoil my bitch when I'm in town, I'm her man
She gon' take my soul if I pull up, with no hands
You ain't never seen a pretty bitch, that sexy dance
My lil' bitch like Ari, she gon' buy big daddy land
Soon as she buy that land, I'ma drop thousands on her hand
Soon her ex complain, I'ma drop thousands on that man
Fuck her stomach up, I just be poundin', grabbin' hands
Shorty grab my dick, she said, "Somethin' growlin' in your pants," ooh (Hold up)