Double j im
All up in this b**h
Diffused in the beat
Until the p**y finger itch
Where it at
Where these bad hoes
They want me for my dick
Sittin like a smith n wesson
Set to bust up in her lips
All these other rappers
Talk about their dope dick
sh**
I got that rope dick
Ain't no need for roach clips
I dicked her down for my clique
N lit a blunt for extra kicks
Then i did the splits
Just to get a quick stretch
Stay flexed on these tricks kid
Inscriptions on my chest
Protect all of my riches
Let the ba** hit
One time for a waist thick
Bad attitude that pop it back
While im in it
Blame it on the liquor
U can blame it on the daddy
Maybe blame it on my golf
Reading holes like a caddy
The way she licked that blunt
I swear she nearly had me
All up on her back
Like a bra strap
But slappin that
And im gone
Full blown she a moaner
That double j kid
Go harder than a bo*er