[Intro: Your Stepdad]
Yeah, I just touched her booty (Bitch)
Ayy, I just touched her booty, shorty hit my— (Eh, uh, oh, ayy)
[Verse 1: Your Stepdad]
I just touched her booty, shorty call me handsome
And when she walk around with that cake, it make me put my hands up
Bitch came out of my school, I ain't know she was a dancer
She said her boyfriend'nem a shooter, bitch, I'll beat your mans up
Bitch, I'll fuck your plans up, talking 'bout she can't stand us (Huh)
Treat your man like a bully, stuffed his head in sandbox
His bitch call me Tarzan, we be swinging the dreadlocks (Ayy)
She'll do damn near anything, y'all ain't in no wedlock
[Verse 2: Vellydagoat]
Better put your bitch on watch, I can't help, you wifed the thot
What you mean it's my fault 'causе I hit your girl? I'ma stick it outside the box
Should've known shе had the racks, a nigga pressed about another nigga tryna get the spot
I don't even want the ho 'cause that coochie hot, but on the real, she'll get to the bop
Talking 'bout some sneaky links, shorty, get this in your mind, stop wasting my time, talking 'bout you needed me
But it's stuck in the blind, you texting me, blowing my line, talking 'bout you needed me
Nigga dumb as a bitch, you really that sick about cat? Brodie, relax
He probably aim fast, but I'm too in love with the racks, I need me a bag
[Verse 3: Your Stepdad and Vellydagoat]
She so independent, you can drop your mans, I'll be so condescending
Don't you leave your nigga 'til you really know you 'bout that business
If you scared to make some gains, stay and put that pocket fitness
Lately, I got deeper in my hustle, nigga, not some bitches (Ayy, look)
Most of my bitches grown, they see me moving on my own (Yeah)
How come all these average bitches pop up as I blow? (Ayy)
Maybe, I should just settle, give this white shorty the bone (Ayy)
Yeah, I just touched her booty (Bitch)
Ayy, I just touched her booty, shorty hit my— (Eh, uh, oh, ayy)
[Verse 1: Your Stepdad]
I just touched her booty, shorty call me handsome
And when she walk around with that cake, it make me put my hands up
Bitch came out of my school, I ain't know she was a dancer
She said her boyfriend'nem a shooter, bitch, I'll beat your mans up
Bitch, I'll fuck your plans up, talking 'bout she can't stand us (Huh)
Treat your man like a bully, stuffed his head in sandbox
His bitch call me Tarzan, we be swinging the dreadlocks (Ayy)
She'll do damn near anything, y'all ain't in no wedlock
[Verse 2: Vellydagoat]
Better put your bitch on watch, I can't help, you wifed the thot
What you mean it's my fault 'causе I hit your girl? I'ma stick it outside the box
Should've known shе had the racks, a nigga pressed about another nigga tryna get the spot
I don't even want the ho 'cause that coochie hot, but on the real, she'll get to the bop
Talking 'bout some sneaky links, shorty, get this in your mind, stop wasting my time, talking 'bout you needed me
But it's stuck in the blind, you texting me, blowing my line, talking 'bout you needed me
Nigga dumb as a bitch, you really that sick about cat? Brodie, relax
He probably aim fast, but I'm too in love with the racks, I need me a bag
[Verse 3: Your Stepdad and Vellydagoat]
She so independent, you can drop your mans, I'll be so condescending
Don't you leave your nigga 'til you really know you 'bout that business
If you scared to make some gains, stay and put that pocket fitness
Lately, I got deeper in my hustle, nigga, not some bitches (Ayy, look)
Most of my bitches grown, they see me moving on my own (Yeah)
How come all these average bitches pop up as I blow? (Ayy)
Maybe, I should just settle, give this white shorty the bone (Ayy)
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