Letras
(You are now listening to Young Chencs)
(Roddy, run it up)
Gotta deal with her, right, I can't let her down
Hold on to the pillow when you feel it go in
There's people in the house, girl, don't make a sound
Pussy, wet, wet, it gon' make me drown
The lovin' that she give me drive me crazy
She love it when I'm callin' her my baby
All these gyally on me, but that don't faze me
I could link one every day, but I'm too lazy
Don't tell me 'bout them niggas, I don't wanna know
Most of them ain't on my level, man, they're fuckin' broke
She didn't have a ho stage before when I met her
Then I left, yeah, it was me that turned her to the ho
My other one want me home when I'm on the road
My yard one two-faced and she full of smoke
Missionary when I grab her throat
She throw it back on me, I throw it back to her and show her I'm the GOAT
Yeah, don't tell 'em how I did you, I please you
Don't tell 'em how I (said I put it up your belly)
Don't tell 'em that I miss you, I need you, I want you, yeah
(Baby, is it love or money?)
Don't tell them, don't tell them how we-
(Said I put it up your belly)
I need you, I need you, I want you, I
(Baby, is it love or money?)
She ain't for me, but she sexy though
I got mine, when at home, she won't let me go
I got one from the States, show her pussy on camera
Gettin' close, movin' like she wanna sex the phone
My Naija one got nyash, it's the pounded yam
And my brown one be thick, she be eatin' oats
I can jump on any beat, I got so much flows
All my bitches bad and bougie, I don't fuck no hoes
Is it me or the name? I don't know
Is it me or my chain? I don't know
If I went broke, would you answer the phone?
And would you still suck my dick like a pro?
Take time on it, slow wine on it
He bought her plenty, I didn't spend a dime on it
She like a expert the way she climb on it
Take time on it, baby, take time on it