Mastercard2k & Kid Oliver – show me sum t#tt#es

Mastercard2k & Kid Oliver show me sum t#tt#es

Mastercard2k & Kid Oliver – show me sum t#tt#es Lyrics

Artist: Mastercard2k & Kid Oliver
Song: show me sum t#tt#es

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Mustard on the beat, ho’
Her booty shaking on the wall, that’s a handstand
Got my eyes popping out my face like a mad man

That b#tch got my eyes forgetting how to act, damn
Shawty, come on over, suck my dick through the track pants
Big booty, yeah, i need one
When i’m up inside her coochie, got me thinking up a theme song

Only love me till the lean’s gone
But i don’t give a f#ck, little b#tch, you got to go and give the team some
I got robin on my jeans, yeah
And the b#tch #ss so fat, it wouldn’t fit inside a nissan

Two hoes, that’s a threesome
b#tch, you shaking your sh#t way too slow, i think you got to speed up
Tell me what your name is, i been riding around town with the stainless
Adderall inside my body, got me losing patience

Hold on, little b#tch, i’ll take your p#ss# on vacation
I just want you to show me, them t#tt#es i been dreaming about
I been balling like i’m kobe
f#cked the three last night, and i didn’t pull out

And all these haters don’t know me
But i know damn well what they thinking about
Little b#tch, you got to show me
’cause i know damn well it’ll fit in your mouth

What’s good with this fake shit?
Bought that b#tch a birkin, now she want another face-lift
Let’s face it, that face trash, but i’ll still put it inside your #ss
Now we doing anal, shawty got no make up, ’cause i’m giving her a facial

Shawty couldn’t afford it, so i bought that b#tch cable
At the family dinner, we gon’ play our video at the table
Beat it up, beat it up, b#tch
I’m gon’ tell you that i love you, but it’s only when we f#ck, b#tch

Got me feeling kind of drunk, b#tch
I’ve been chilling inside your house, i’m really looking for a hug, b#tch
Give a f#ck about her husband
I’ma have you doggy style on your knees like a muslim

Take it slow, no rushing
When this dick inside your guts, i got you thinking about cuffing
Her booty shaking on the wall, that’s a handstand
Got my eyes popping out my face like a mad man

That b#tch got my eyes forgetting how to act, damn
Shawty, come on over, suck my dick through the track pants
Big booty, yeah, i need one
When i’m up inside her coochie, got me thinking up a theme song

Only love me till the lean’s gone
But i don’t give a f#ck, little b#tch, you got to go and give the team some
I got robin on my jeans, yeah
And the b#tch #ss so fat, it wouldn’t fit inside a nissan

Two hoes, that’s a threesome
b#tch, you shaking your sh#t way too slow, i think you got to speed up
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Release Year: 2022