Blackjack lyrics

by

cupcakKe


[Verse 1]
Scooby Dooby Doo (Bark)
He a dog in the bed
Think mayo on bread
How I spread my legs (Open me up)
Bring flowers instead
'Cause when I'm done, the twat should be dead (Casket)
Stomach like a beauty salon
'Cause I swallow every pubic hair shed
Pause on that di*k when I'm on it
I might scream "Cut," Nia Long it (Straight hair)
The di*k like Ariana ponytail 'cause I swear that sh*t was the longest (It was)
He said how far can I own it (How?)
I said "Everything, I condone it" (I am)
His di*k ain't got nowhere to stay
So I let him sleep in this pus*y to help out the homeless
Time to get stupid, stupid, wait
I like to move it, move it, wait
di*k in the hole, then it's start to roll
Look like it's hula hooping, wait
I ain't talking mug when I tell him shoot the shot
Sweating like a thug when they running from the cops (Ahh)
I'm good eye candy, even to Fetty Wap
And I'm known for the head like a f*ckin' face swap (Ahh)
Tinted windows every time we outside (Side)
Cause I suck that di*k while he drive (While he drive)
Let him masturbate with French fries (Fries)
I just don't tell nobody like a mime (Mime)
Toss my legs in the air like a dime (Dime)
He c*m (Come) quick like Amazon Prime
So much slob raining on the di*k
Made him hold an umbrella over my head this time (Ahh)
[Hook]
Blackjack, blackjack, blackjack, ooh (Uhh)
Blackjack, blackjack, blackjack, ooh (Uhh)
Blackjack, blackjack, blackjack, ooh (Uhh)
Blackjack, blackjack, blackjack, ooh (Uhh)
The sh*t that we on, gotta wait 'til you grown
'Til you get 21 like blackjack
While sucking his di*k, still jacking him off, get an A for this brain, that's Blackjack

[Verse 2]
It ain't sh*t under this coat (I'm naked)
No Facebook, I get poked (Poke me)
di*k stay giving me hope (Ah)
Taught him 'bout his own balls like a coach (Swish)
Yeah, I'm gon' hold that di*k in my hands
Like the mic in the hands of a host
Wait, French kiss a pus*y one time, then in the morning, gon' make me French toast, wait (Yum)
One stroke in, he gon' lay down
Kids all on me like a playground (On my face)
I'ma ride that di*k like a Greyhound (Ah)
Twat for that n*gga like H-Town (Mmm)
Still want more, Tic-tac-toe
n*gga just got three holes in a row
Chocolate hoe, the Kit Kat pro
He called 'cause the pus*y smelled like Dial soap
Let's take a bath together (Wash me)
It don't need to last forever (No)
pus*y looking real plus-sized
Now we doing math together (Add it)
It's like 1-2-3 then he give me that foreplay
3-2-1 then I give him that "okay"
I'm locked to the bed, handcuffed like O.J
And 5-6-7 he ate it slowly
Grocery list can go up in the casket (Uhh)
It taste like water so he water fastin'
I can't be Sullivan, not talking Jasmine (Ahh)
Tapping this ass like a picture with tagging (Yeah)
Swaggin', not to be braggin'
But the pus*y feel like cushion if your name Ashton
It's the best feeling like touching some satin (Daddy)
Pay to eat pus*y, ain't no dine and dashin'
[Hook]
Blackjack, blackjack, blackjack, ooh
Blackjack, blackjack, blackjack, ooh (Uhh)
Blackjack, blackjack, blackjack, ooh (Uhh)
Blackjack, blackjack, blackjack, ooh
The sh*t that we on, gotta wait 'til you grown 'til you get 21 like Blackjack
While sucking his di*k, still jacking him off, get an A for this brain that's Blackjack
Blackjack, blackjack, blackjack, ooh
Blackjack, blackjack, blackjack, ooh (Uhh)
Blackjack, blackjack, blackjack, ooh (Uhh)
Blackjack, blackjack, blackjack, ooh (Uhh)
The sh*t that we on, gotta wait 'til you grown
'Til you get 21 like blackjack
While sucking his di*k, still jacking him off, get an A for this brain, that's Blackjack
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