PAROLES
[Intro]
Yeah, Lil’ Tory
Oh no I’m back, remix killer, oh
Drop that ass on the floor
And come back rotated
Don’t be to proud to say I’m your fav’
By now she knows the gyal on me
And if you duck me somebody’ll cuff me
So why even try dub a guy like this?
She want some
[Verse]
Fake like she asleep (Woo)
Louis bags packed like she stayin’ for the week
I’m like “Oh, nah, nah mama that’s a deep”
Baby, you know how I get down
Now drop that ass and get it on with me
Shawty low with me, turn it off
Then just don’t tell me I’ve been holdin’ it all in
I got hoes with me ’cause you don’t see me callin’
I slang way too much good dick for all of this
Let’s play operator, shake what your momma or your doctor gave you
Gwan now, baby, you nuh see mine, you wan [?]
Slip on the counter, mop pon di cocky, she wan take it all from me
Well, come let me snap back no SnapChat
Good backazz turned out to Bachata to to backshots
Never mind that, long [?], she spine back, recline that
‘Cause I don’t play games anytime I’m in your city, yeah, yeah
Fukcin’ [?] but you know I gotta pay for you
You know when it rains it pours, and when the Tory Lanez [?] you know, good brain and foursomes
She, she don’t want nobody else but me and just me
Because we, we get dutty, and trust me I got the photos in my phone of her rackin’ me off, givin’ dome to my bitch like
Five different bitches in New York, I gotta fuck ’em at the same time
Homie, what you thought? I’m singin’ a song for my bitch in the Bronx
‘Cause you know that ass be lookin’ thick in thong, and thump, what you want?
To my Queens chick, fuck up a fitted, run in Celine quick
My chick in Harlem, she a problem, still a dream chick
My Brooklyn girl in Long Island solid, I link you all, we can have a five broom ménage ’cause I’m a gyalis
