Kitchen whips feather strips

Lyrics

Baby come sit down open yo mouth and close yo eyes Baby open up yo legs let me inside baby u ain’t gotta run ain’t gotta hide from the second I saw u I knew u my ride or die amor I know u get so hot at times I lie im not sure why the fuck I do I it it’s not eye but let me tell who the fuck I am Anna listen I’m yo boo boo u my band aid I give u my heart and soul from god never man made not gon lie I get jealous and possessive for no reason bitch I go rampage I’m an open book so please hurry turn the damn page 9 grams of candy in titan poppy champagne if u know me then u really know u gotta walk on eggshells and approach with caution petty bitches make me nauseous crazy dabs and crazy coughing be careful where u walk what u say and how u talking I make a call and u get chopped like Italian sausage yo kids quickly become lil orphans u get put in a coffin good morning I woke up this morning feeling like torturin a big mouth that’s offerin to open up his own coffin pop a pill power up mighty morphan ask around I’m a maniac not a Mormon I go harder than viagra I got her wetter then Niagara I got a baddie yeah yeah yeah she smokin hot popping Addie smokin rock I choke her hard she smokin hard she on my cock I love this bitch and everything about her she solid and she solo I don’t doubt her words around town she a sex addict holy shit we have a problem cuz I’m the best at it sun up to sun down I put my test at it she back it up just like a champ I light her up just like a lamp she my lady treat her like tramp cum wherever she tells me leave my stamp look in her soul when I’m deep in her house arrest I hate the beep on her she’s on probation smoking like Jamaican suckin stroking on a hatian mixed with Arab French Italian she tells her ex she me a stally on she say get the fuck out just to write back that she miss me come back she want the come back don’t look away when i unload the come sack