Innit

Yo YK

Yeah Bunna talk to these mothafuckin' people

What the fuck goin' on

They been asking for this shit we gotta give it to 'em

They been wantin' on this shit

Let's ride then Bunna

I'm talk 'bout innit (I'm talk 'bout innit)

And if he want the cat, he gotta spend it (He gotta spend it)

He claim he smack this shit no he didn't (Know he lyin')

Can't be runnin' 'round the city like we did it (What the fuck)

Droppin' salt, why you fuckin' up my image (Up my image)

Can't let him hit it cause he tryna tell the business

Hmmm, won't fuck him, won't suck him, can't kiss him

Can-can-can't let him hit it cause he tryna tell the business

Hmmm, won't fuck him, won't suck him, can't kiss him (at all)

They know this pussy like a faucet (I'm talm 'bout faucеt)

I throw this wham all on his body (Ooh)

He eat this shit, I'm talm 'bout sloppy (I'm talm 'bout sloppy)

This nigga beggin' me to stop it (Why he beg)

I like to ride it (Like to ride), I'm talm 'bout rodeo (I'm talm 'bout rodeo)

That's my shit (Huh), and I'm his ho

He mine, I'm his, he nutted, couldn't last in it

It's wet, got grip, feel good, come slide in it

Throw it, throw it, throw it, throw that wham

Shake it, shake it, shake it around

You better throw it in a circle (Throw it)

Nut in it, boy, you know this pussy fertile (This shit so fertile)

And if he want the cat, he got to spend it (He got to spend it)

He claimed he smacked this shit, no he didn't (Know he lyin')

Can't be runnin' 'round the city like we did it (What the fuck)

Droppin' salt, why you fuckin' up my image (Up my image)

Can't let him hit it, 'cause he tryna tell the business

Hmmm, won't fuck him, won't suck him, can't kiss him

Can-can-can't let him hit, cause he tryna tell the business (Mhm)

Hmmm, won't fuck him, won't suck him, can't kiss him (At all)

He say I'm pretty

If you love me better die for this kitty

Itty bitty titty committee

Ain't got chest but throwin' ass in the city

Big booty, peanut butter thicky

Chocolate like a candy bar and this shit so sticky

(I'm talm 'bout sticky)

He like it and he wanna wife it

How many times I gotta say its like a faucet (I'm talm 'bout water)

Throw it, throw it, throw it, throw that wham

Shake it, shake it, shake it around

You better throw it in a circle (Throw it)

Nut in it, boy, you know this pussy fertile (This shit so fertile)

And if he want the cat, he got to spend it (He got to spend it)

He claimed he smacked this shit, no he didn't (No he didn't)

Can't be runnin' 'round the city like we did it (What the fuck)

Droppin' salt, why you fuckin' up my image

Can't let him hit it, 'cause he tryna tell the business

Hmmm, won't fuck him, won't suck him, can't kiss him

Can-can-can't let him hit, cause he tryna tell the business

Hmmm, won't fuck him, won't suck him, can't kiss him