di*k lyrics

(Stay at Home Mother)

Take my di*k up out your mouth
I ain't your baby daddy hoe

Gon sneak up on my trade
Oh I knew she was a dirty hoe

Im the type that likes peace
Then back washing Don Julio

They try to diss up on my swag
But Im what’s f*cking trending hoe

These b*tches really thinking that we could go toe to toe

I got hoes up in the cut that gon make you do the docie doe

I know hoes in the cut that like to tap the line before they blow

He says he likes my swag
I'm likе b*tch I already f*cking know

When I'm talkin coke
I’m talkin bout a drink not f*ckin kеys
He want inside my panny and
I told him “bend a f*ckin knee”

He rolling up a blunt
Lil hoe we smokin dollar tree

And all this trade is folding
Yes all them are f*ckin weak

They wonder If im a man
Well you would know your on my di*k

I know sh*t gon go down
When I see em walkin with the stick

Im Dorthy in this hoe
Yeah I'm walkin on these f*ckin bricks

The b*tch gon try to sneak diss
Lil hoe you is not so f*cking slick

I'm all up they feed
They be all up in my mentions

They try to stop my swag
You gon need intervention
I'm causing up a scene
Oh yes Im getting the attention

The trade is blowin out my back
And Im feelin all the tension

They dawged on me for years
Like b*tch is you f*ckin dumb

I've been that b*tch
And I still will for many f*ckin years to come

I'm motherin these b*tches
Yall still chewin on your f*ckin gums

Your man he like my body
Yeah he plotting on this f*ckin bum

I'm swaggy then yo mama
b*tch I'm swaggy then yo granny

b*tches always on my di*k
But never wanna understand me

The Dls come out at night
Tryna get inside my panny
Yo son a f*ckin faggot
b*tch he got it from his daddy

Im eating up these b*tches
Got me chewing on the f*ckin plate

These b*tches was so evil
Yeah im waiting for there f*ckin fate

I want a british trade
When we f*ck will he call me mate?

These b*tches want me now
Lil hoe you way to f*ckin late