Shopping Spree lyrics

by

Peezy


[Intro]
I'm calling you daddy, daddy
Can you be my daddy, daddy?
I need a daddy, daddy
Won't you be my daddy, daddy? (Helluva made this beat, baby)
Come and make it rain down on me
Come and make it rain down on me

[Chorus]
I pick b*tches up and I knock b*tches down
I fly b*tches in and I fly b*tches out
That ass come out them pants, I love when it go 'round and 'round
We in the paint, we goin' hard, that pus*y makin' sounds
Love when she on top of me
I'm finna c*m, it ain't no stoppin' me
After this, I take you on a shopping spree
Love when she on top of me
I'm finna c*m, it ain't no stoppin' me
After this, I take you on a shopping spree

[Verse 1]
Club lettin' out
Shorty, check it out, I wanna stretch you out
Goin' H.A.M., five different positions, this the second round
Resuscitation, we go mouth-to-mouth
f*ck in the car, f*ck in the house
f*ck in the bed, f*ck on the couch
I climb on top, spit in your mouth
She keep on squirtin', grab a towel, this pus*y wet
I had on a condom, it ain't feel like it, I had to check
She a Gemini, she two-faced, I want some head
I'm tryna bust all on your new braces, Chanel your shoelaces
Somethin' about this b*tch, I wanna leave, but I just can't
I'm stressed out, wanna f*ck you from the back, I'm not okay
She playin' games, actin' hard to hit, but I know she fake
Sent a text message like when you get off work, come sit on my face, yeah
[Chorus]
I pick b*tches up and I knock b*tches down
I fly b*tches in and I fly b*tches out
That ass come out them pants, I love when it go 'round and 'round
We in the paint, we goin' hard, that pus*y makin' sounds
Love when she on top of me
I'm finna c*m, it ain't no stoppin' me
After this, I take you on a shopping spree
Love when she on top of me
I'm finna c*m, it ain't no stoppin' me
After this, I take you on a shopping spree

[Verse 2]
We can go shoppin' after this sh*t
But hold up, wait, hop back on this di*k
That pus*y like medicine, I been sick
Want you to keep ridin' me and don't quit
She say she get the chills when we kiss
Put your hand right here, feel me, it's stiff
I start on your neck, then bite on your nipples, hmm
I can't lie, yeah, that's it
You ain't never had a real street n*gga, have you?
Can't lie, it's different
Have you in the mall just pickin' out sh*t and grab it
We don't ask the price, it don't matter
Like how it feel when I grab it
Every time I see her, it get fatter
Gettin' head in the car, almost panicked
How she doin' it, she got talent
She got balance, on her tippytoes, that pus*y loud
Her sh*t like jail, mean it's easy to get in, hard to come out
I buy Chanel, I buy YSL, Celine, and pass it out
I'm goin' through hell, havin' withdrawals like a fiend, I need that mouth, yeah
[Chorus]
I pick b*tches up and I knock b*tches down
I fly b*tches in and I fly b*tches out
That ass come out them pants, I love when it go 'round and 'round
We in the paint, we goin' hard, that pus*y makin' sounds
Love when she on top of me
I'm finna c*m, it ain't no stoppin' me
After this, I take you on a shopping spree
Love when she on top of me
I'm finna c*m, it ain't no stoppin' me
After this, I take you on a shopping spree

[Outro]
I'm calling you daddy, daddy
Can you be my daddy, daddy?
I need a daddy, daddy
Won't you be my daddy, daddy?
Come and make it rain down on me
Come and make it rain down on me
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