For The Girls 2 lyrics

[Verse 1: Ayesha Erotica]
(Yeah b*tch, I'm) On it, that e-e-electronic
Wanna get this pus*y? Better pawn it
Yeah, b*tch, you want it
I go with the hoes that like that sonic, but don't touch chronic
When he pull out the blow, I might get catty, bra-bra-bra-bratty
Yeah, I got a husband but he ain't my daddy
Wanna f*ck in a Caddy?
Still ain't doin' that so I f*ck him in a Beamer
M-m-my sh*t got cleaner
Big bucks, livin' lux enough
Don't raw it with the bumps
Got my pumps from Louis
I'm in the hotel givin' a chewy
On God I rock Chanel
Excel with the rap but I still got time to smack, baby got crack

[Interlude 1: Ayesha Erotica]
I'm going back to crack, crack, crack
I'm going back to crack, I don't think so
Okay

[Verse 2: Ayesha Erotica]
(My pus*y) Smell like roses, hey Prada
Bitin' di*k like a Rottweiler
F-f-f*ck your man then butt-dial ya
Coke so white it might blind ya
Bottom b*tch, I'm his gangsta boo
All bark, no bite, come get at you, wanna get at you
Lookin' extra cute, all black fur coat, lookin' extra rude
Now, some call me a coke whore
I-I can't lie, I keep my nose sore
Hardcore with the anal game
Ain't talkin' guns when I gangbang
Love to c*m, love to sweat
Fist f*ckin' like we at the vet
Two grams in my Juicy bag, I'll snort 'em off your di*k
You know now
[Interlude 2: Ayesha Erotica & Brendino]
Do you love it?
What'd you think of it?
Yeah
Yeah?
Yeah
Is it good?
Yeah
You don't even care
Yeah

[Outro: Brendino]
Erotic
Erotic
Erotic
Yeah
Erotic