Hit me up for a booty call.
Didn't do a thing at all
Always asking to eat her spinach dip, then after, we eat her ribs,
Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference
It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her
I'ma eat my way into your brain like a fucking caterpillar
Phone in her back pocket made her booty call to say
From a couple feet awaybut stay away
My rhymes eat up your lines like a fuckin pop tart
Dick soft as fuck, but somehow i go hard
Eat rappers, then drink beats like a fruit punch
Go nuts, instrumental flow much
And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for
Out her dirty pussy, or either her curvy booty while i undressed her
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