$TRICTLY 4 MY B*TCH lyrics

by

A-Reece


[Verse 1]
Yeah
I give her good di*k when she get anxious
f*ck her like I'm tryna make a statement
f*ck her till she ask me if I came yet
f*ck her back to sleep, she woke up
And asked a n*gga where the day went
Told her what I'm packing is sedative
Now I got her wetter than a wave is
We on the same wavelength
I know we both started from the pavement
Got it how we could and now wе higher than Dubai skyscrapers
I'm rolling blunts longer than my grandma's prayеrs
f*ck the neighbours
That pus*y so good I could eat it on the table, yeah
They hate the fact that I'm still with you
They hate the fact you keep gettin' a load of this real n*gga
I tell em "Go figure", the card got no limit
I could feed a whole village
And still have enough to spoil you with it
f*ck with me and I'll take you on a hiatus
They don't even have a reason why they hate us, yeah

[Interlude]

[Verse 2]
Yeah
I tell her "Baby I'm a changed man"
Switched up to the Valentinos from the RayBans
I tell her "Cancel if you made plans"
'Cause that pus*y so fire got me feeling like a caveman
Two years later I can't believe we still together
Last year I didn't even think that we would see December
I'm guessin' that we're God's favourites
You always gettin' mad at me just to make up like an hour later
But I like it cause it ain't too complicated
You like it when I'm kissin' down your naval
sh*t is lit and I'm the power cable
Pay no mind to all the commentators, they just commentatin'
f*ck 'em they can take it how they wanna take it
Cause I'ma end up puttin' somethin' in that f*ckin' cradle, ha, yeah
f*ck with me and you guaranteed to be famous
They don't even have a reason why they hate us, yeah
[Outro]
f*ck with me and you guaranteed to be famous
They don't even have a reason why they hate us, yeah
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