Dust - Paddleball lyrics

[Intro] You a bad b**h, you could have it all You a bad b**h, you could have it all You a bad b**h, you could have it all You a bad, you a bad, you a bad bad bad [Chorus] You a bad b**h, you could have it all Come back to my crib, we could have a ball Smoke fire weed, pop adderall Then I beat the p**y up like paddleball x2 [Verse 1] Lemme tell you a story, last New Years Raged so hard that I need new ears Had a few molls, then had a few beers Then a vixen of fictional width appears She liked pills, and she loves nectar So straight to the hotel room was my vector Checked my game, she's an inspector Caught when I came, she's a collector [Bridge: D.U.S.T. & Midas Wright] [Verse 2] Man the ba** so phat and the waist so flat Face all that, she could get a call back Not a way that I could ever call that Ass crash hat then I fall back Home in a flash, we teleport ma**ive Smashed so hard I ain't never gonna pa** it Ripped it flaccid, two hits of acid Who knew you too were too into bad sh** Bags of stuff, gags and cuffs Back it up, now that sh**s tuff Ass unstuffed, then I pack the muff Pop two more, did I pack enough? One more time, you didn't gag enough One more line, didn't brag enough Now hoes I got a full wagon of But this b**h wifey bad and stuff I hit it, addicted, to sh** that my dick did Cut lines up, she sniffed it Sugar powder, we sifted A purchase, elicit A skirt chase, we lifted A sure taste, of this sh** I'm wordless, inflicted I could lie and say I regret it But never in my life could I ever forget it Ass so bad, put the pic on Reddit Rabbit so fat, kraftmatic shred it In Birmingham, fed her s**m and ham My Sausage uncut like a German man Didn't sweat that p**y a milligram Probably sniffed a whole kilogram [Chorus] Next morning, sent the p**n in Sky was mourning, rain was storming God was upset with what we did Gave my best shots, gave this s*ut a kid Wake up to my dick slipping in her mouth She knows what it is, God I love the south She knew for a fact what that mouth about Make a guy like me wanna shout and spout [Bridge 2: D.U.S.T. & Midas Wright] Like she was the coach, she puts me in Eve is evil and that p**y sin Whispers in my ear, "for goodness sake Your dick's so big that the hood looks fake I'm in your diary, a good luck break You're gonna die in me, a hoodlum's fate" I'm screaming and cussing while dreaming of busting But kegels are metal, the devil is trusting She gets back to s**ing, dear God will it just end f** God, your p**y's the one thing I trust in I bust in and crush then, my resolve is rusting What I want more than relief at this moment's nothing [Bridge 3: D.U.S.T. & Midas Wright] Next time on tour swear to Christ I'ma book her Perfect 10, damn she a looker Apologies for the fact I took her Feel bad for her man cause she f**s like a hooker Came on her face and I came on her titties Made her a geisha, face paint pretty Then I fingerpaint like a singer can't And I use my tongue just to clean her taint