Handful L-Roy (Ft. Caskey)

[Chorus: L-Roy]
She a motherfucking handful
Told her hop up on my lap and bust a dance move
Shorty want the dick, I wonder if her man knew
Yeah, next time she gonna bring her fucking friend too
Slap that ass and now I got myself a handful
A handful, talking 'bout a fucking handful
Getting money, grab the handfuls
Handfuls, motherfucker got them handfuls, yeah, throw it up

[Verse 1: L-Roy]
Damn, this bitch is bad, I wonder if she know it
Get her ass alone and now she 'bout to show it
She say she wanna have sex with a poet
So you know I fucked that bitch until her pussy broken
Fuck the games, I don't play charades
But I know a couple bad bitches that get down with foreplay
She just like my music, so we jammin' while we slammin'
And this girl is super tight, she got me busting like a cannon, uh
She call me on the phone just about every night
So I pick her up, roll a blunt, sipping dirty sprite
She like it when I bite her lip, man, she get freaky
I give her good dick, so she wanna keep me
But I ain't starting no relationship
Always nag 'bout this and that, man, I really hate that shit
Tryna go all through my phone, what the fuck you think this is?
I don't care if you are curious, stay out my fucking business
My money long up in the digits
Yeah, I am the fittest even though I'm skinny, pulling bitches
Her life may seem dismantled
But that pussy sweet and she a motherfucking handful