Elli Fox

Description:You know my M-O one hunna, trill real whatever yeah son done it Why them other niggas frontin' Break you off with the ills its nothing I care less what they talking and double for what you hear Through the grape vine pipe line even if they air Get the champagne cold and the barrels hot Kept it real like that night at your grand mamas spot G type shit like matchin phat farm jackets Oh you had the baby phat fur hood gold panther One night romances, a couple pole dances [my fault] Pardon my bad I was only gettin head So why you havin a heart attack You say you hate me sometimes like you yvette hated joey.. Stop playin girl you know me acting like you don't owe me You ain't gotta go nowhere we can be homies Let me get the head bitch suck my fucking dick bitch Word around town that you good with them big lips Heard from my dawg that that ass was a top pick Young Grande let me violate that Send a tickle up your spine when I hit it from the back Its the realest foe show oh yes You a kid make me turn around while you gettin undressed Let me get a quick peek while you putting it back on You should know I really think your body is beautiful Don't let that talent go to waste make it useful And you can use it all on me 4 x Hook:

Views: 6253 Date: 2018-04-26 Favorited: 54