The Match Maker lyrics

Who u gonna call
Ghost busters
Put that pus*y on the wall & lemme give that mc'lovin
Aye where det crystal I'm don sinini when im in london
If u got cash den show it off n' imma take all that sh*t all from you
Clappin ass with no tecnique gon get that ass beated the f*ck up
Bringin that b*tch around me gon get that pus*y f*cked or sucked on
Skippin class to smoke some weed or f*ck on me that b*tch a dumb hoe
I can't lie I did that sh*t but i still made my money double
This b*tch mean trouble I love me a broken b*tch toxic & loving
I can't stop c*mmin off the molly so demonic off the tussin
This b*tch bussin sumn off her pus*y god tier purple plumpness
So save the f*ck sh*t for tomorrow when Im not still tryna f*ck you