American Pie Pt.2 lyrics

[Chorus]
Got a b*tch off the club
Sit on the sofa, she gimme a twerk
Be my b*tch for a week
She always click when I'm down to the street
Tryna lick on my neck
Chill baby girl imma make you so wet
Say she love on my hair
Now I hear she walkin upstair

[VERSE]
I got this b*tch from the club
On wednesday, after smokin a bud
Red wine still cold, had this 6 times a month
Jump on the scooter when those bottles done
Ride on the front
Bumpin b*tch on her bed
Bed gettin wet
Cause we comin from the pool have a chat
Feet got a tats
Facts, cop her I don't need those racks
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Ridе on my di*k like a cowgirl
Smokin those joint be a stonеgirl
Take a picture be a modelgirl
What ?, what ?, what ?
But she say she don't really love me
f*ck for a night, then I leave in the morning
But then again, she start to blow me
Lucky me