Codeine di*k lyrics

[Intro]
(David Wesson)
C4
What?
What?
Ayy (Drank God)

[Verse 1]
pus*y wetter than a swimming pool (Than a swimming pool)
Bend it over, grab her titties, this the finish move (Yeah, this the finish move)
I been really wantin' to kill it since the middle school (Since the middle school)
My living room full of b*tches like the women’s room (The women's room), yeah
Oh, you broke? I can change that (Yeah)
Realest n*gga in the city, I can claim that (Drank God)
I turned a nickel into fifty, give the change back
Could turn a Honda to a Bentley, where the Range at? (Yeah, where the Range at?)
Knocked that pus*y out the picture, where the frame at? (Where the frame at?)
She said she wanna roll with us, that's where the fame at (IUR)
I knew where the Pistons live, you where the game at
I threw a check up in the club, that’s a rain check (b*tch)

[Chorus]
She gon' f*ck me 'cause she feel like it (What?)
She gon' f*ck me 'cause she feel like it (Ugh)
She gon' f*ck me 'cause she feel like it (What?)
Yeah, she gon' f*ck me ’cause she feel like it (Ugh)
What? I gave her di*k full of codeine (Codeine)
Give her di*k full of codeine (Full of codeine)
I give her di*k full of codeine (You want this di*k, n*gga?)
I’m stuffin' di*k full of codeine (Full of codeine, b*tch), ayy
[Verse 2]
I’ma f*ck her since she growed up
Told that ho I'm on her ass like she owed up
Since her n*gga bought a bag, his sh*t slowed up (Ha)
Dreadhead give me head while I'm po'ed up, ugh
Suck this di*k ’til your jaw achin'
Treat me like a candy store, I'm a jawbreaker
Street n*gga, half an ounce in a raw paper
I hate a b*tch that run her mouth at the lawmakers
Told a girl she just wanna f*ck the ice n*gga
Drank God, she just wanna f*ck a pint n*gga
She switched the hoes, for a minute, she ain't like n*ggas
To play them b*tches to the left just for the right n*gga (Yeah), yeah

[Chorus]
She gon' f*ck me 'cause she feel like it (What?)
She gon' f*ck me 'cause she feel like it (What?)
She gon' f*ck me 'cause she feel like it (b*tch)
Yeah, she gon' f*ck me 'cause she feel like it (Ugh)
What? I gave her di*k full of codeine (Full of codeine)
Give her di*k full of codeine (Full of codeine)
I give her di*k full of codeine (Full of codeine)
Yeah, I'm stuffin' di*k full of codeine (Full of codeine, b*tch)

[Verse 3]
She gon' f*ck me 'cause she feel like it (She feel like it)
Drank God 'cause I feel like it (Yeah, I feel like it)
I could count a hundred up when I feel like it (Feel like it), yeah
pus*y boy, when I feel like it (When I feel like it), yeah
Shoot that chopper when I feel like it (Shoot that chopper), yeah
Hit your block up when I feel like it
Yeah, count a pound up when I feel like it (When I feel like it), yeah
Boss n*gga, yeah, I feel like it (I feel like it), pus*y (Yeah)
[Interlude]
Drank God
C4
Finna Semour, f*ck these n*ggas
Yeah, David Wesson on the track, n*gga
Yeah

[Chorus]
She gon' f*ck me 'cause she feel like it (What?)
She gon' f*ck me 'cause she feel like it (What?)
She gon' f*ck me 'cause she feel like it (b*tch)
Yeah, she gon' f*ck me 'cause she feel like it (Ugh)
What? I gave her di*k full of codeine (Full of codeine)
Give her di*k full of codeine (Full of codeine)
I give her di*k full of codeine (Full of codeine)
Yeah, I'm stuffin' di*k full of codeine (Full of codeine), b*tch