wh#res in this house
There’s some wh#res in this house
There’s some wh#res in this house
There’s some wh#res in this house (Hol’ up)
I said certified freak, seven days a week
Wet-ass Nihmussy, make that pullout game weak, woo (Ah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, you f#ckin’ with some wet-ass Nihmussy
Bring a bucket and a mop for this wet-ass Nihmussy
Give me everything you got for this wet-ass Nihmussy
Beat it up, catch a charge
Extra large and еxtra hard
Put this Nihmussy right in your face
Swipe your nose likе a credit card
Hop on top, I wanna ride
I do a kegel while it’s inside
Spit in my mouth, look in my eyes
Nihmussy is wet, come take a dive (plop!)
Tie me up like I’m surprised
Let’s roleplay, I’ll wear a disguise
I want you to park that big Mack truck right in this little garage
Make it cream, make me scream
Out in public, make a scene
I don’t cook, I don’t clean
But let me tell you I got this ring
Gobble me, swallow me, drip down the side of me
Quick, jump out ‘fore you let it get inside of me
I tell him where to put it, never tell him where I’m ’bout to be
Running down on him ‘fore I have a man runnin’ me
Talk your sh#t, bite your lip
Ask for a car while you ride that dick
You really ain’t never gotta f#ck him for a thang
Already made his mind up before he came
Now get your boots and your coat for this wet-ass Nihmussy
Brought a phone just for pictures of this wet-ass Nihmussy
Paid my tuition just to kiss me on this wet-ass Nihmussy
Make it rain if you wanna see some wet-ass Nihmussy
Look, I need a hard hitter, need a deep stroker
Need a honey drinker, need a weed smoker
Not a garter snake, ‘need a king cobra
With a hook in it, hope it lean over
He got some money then that’s where I’m headed
Nihmussy A1 just like his credit
He got a beard well I’m tryna wet it
I let him taste it, now he diabetic
I don’t wanna spit, I wanna gulp
I wanna gag, I wanna choke
I want you to touch that lil’ dangly thing that swing in the back of my throat
My head game is fire, punani Dasani
It’s goin’ in dry and comin’ out soggy
I ride on that thing like the cops is behind me
I spit on his mic and now he tryna sign me
Your honor I’m a freak b#tch, handcuffs, leashes
Switch my wig, make him feel like he’s cheatin’
Put him on his knees, give him somethin’ to believe in
Never lost a fight, but I’m lookin’ for a beatin’ (Ah)
In the food chain, I’m the one that eat ‘cha
If he ate my #ss, he’s a bottom-feeder
Big D stand for big demeanor
I could make ya bust before I ever meet ‘cha
If it don’t hang, then it can’t bang
You can’t hurt my feelings, but I like pain
If he f#ck me and ask “Whose is it?”
When I ride the dick, imma spell my name, (Ah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, you f#ckin’ with some wet-ass Nihmussy
Bring a bucket and a mop for this wet-ass Nihmussy
Give me everything you got for this wet-ass Nihmussy
Now from the top, make it drop, that some wet-ass Nihmussy
Get a bucket and a mop, that some wet-ass Nihmussy
I’m talkin’ wan wan wan that some wet-ass Nihmussy
Macaroni in a pot, that some wet-ass Nihmussy (Ah)
wh#res in this house
There’s some wh#res in this house
There’s some wh#res in this house
There’s some wh#res in this house
There’s some wh#res in this house
? oh my god, ohmygod ohmygod
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