
Lipstick D-Lo (Ft. G-Eazy & John Mackk)
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I don't like bitches that's ratchet, ayy
And I don't like bitches that be trappin', ayy
And I don't like bitches that be chasin' they back
And I don't like bitches that like bitches that ain't, ayy, ayy
She a big bitch, thick bitch
Tryna put my dick on your lipstick
Told her I taste like candy, baby, lick this, like
Can you do that on a big bitch?
Ayy, she an American
Sayin' that shit better than Shakira did it
Baby, you got ass, make it clap, I wanna hear it, hear it
Dig, drive this car, I be shiftin' in different gears I fuck the bitch that never paid me, I ain't did that shit in years
Can you left, cheat, right, cheat? Do you know how to do that?
Baby, I'm a fiend for that ass, Pookie, I'm Blue Jack, she hella
She can't take a dent, I'm heaven-sent, man, I saw my mama
She can't pick the phone up, she got my *** in her throat
This a nine, but I got a switch on the door
That lil' baby got bodies, but she ain't keepin' no scope
And she bought a bag, she can't never go broke
I like bitches that's ratchet
And I like bitches that be trappin'
And I like bitches that be chasin' they back
And I like bitches that like bitches, now that's bad, ayy
Baby thick, but her pot no way thicker than her
She a demon, she want me to put the
And I don't like bitches that be trappin', ayy
And I don't like bitches that be chasin' they back
And I don't like bitches that like bitches that ain't, ayy, ayy
She a big bitch, thick bitch
Tryna put my dick on your lipstick
Told her I taste like candy, baby, lick this, like
Can you do that on a big bitch?
Ayy, she an American
Sayin' that shit better than Shakira did it
Baby, you got ass, make it clap, I wanna hear it, hear it
Dig, drive this car, I be shiftin' in different gears I fuck the bitch that never paid me, I ain't did that shit in years
Can you left, cheat, right, cheat? Do you know how to do that?
Baby, I'm a fiend for that ass, Pookie, I'm Blue Jack, she hella
She can't take a dent, I'm heaven-sent, man, I saw my mama
She can't pick the phone up, she got my *** in her throat
This a nine, but I got a switch on the door
That lil' baby got bodies, but she ain't keepin' no scope
And she bought a bag, she can't never go broke
I like bitches that's ratchet
And I like bitches that be trappin'
And I like bitches that be chasin' they back
And I like bitches that like bitches, now that's bad, ayy
Baby thick, but her pot no way thicker than her
She a demon, she want me to put the
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