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letra de moonwalk - ​cupcakke

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[intro]
(eskry)
i want it all
make the p-ssy go, deep
make the d-ck go slidin’, divin’
backwards down my throat

[chorus]
n-ggas call me billie, billie, billie jean
better know what i’m about
’cause i make ’em pay the bills to get in my jeans
and then i just suck it up
bought a lambo just for a f-ckin’ queen
and still wouldn’t let ’em sleep on my couch
i said, “baby, i know you don’t walk at all
but you can let that d-ck moonwalk up in my mouth” (haha)

[verse 1]
i throw the p-ssy in his face, told him, “don’t be a diva”
turn his face to j. cole, i wanna see no features
if the pubic hairs long, i suck his d-ck with some tweezers
sn-tch the soul/sole out a n-gga like you cleaning some sneakers
i need child support for the kids in my throat (uh-huh)
been feedin’ ’em food and d-mn near broke (d-mn)
whеn the d-ck disappeared, lookеd like it eloped
gawk, gawk, gawk, gawk, is the words i spoke (oh)
he said, “let’s go to sip n paint, catch a vibe, you know?”
i said, “it’s covid-19, motherf-cker they closed
but i could sit up on your d-ck and you could paint my face”
i’ll give that d-ck a fresh tip and make it cum all day
i sit on your face and sit on your friends, who cares? (hmm)
on both of y’all, sh-t, i’m playin’ musical chairs (hahaha)
if they not playin’ hide and seek, he sayin’, “where you at?”
i like the b-lls in my court so i suck it from the back, come on (hmm, yeah)
[chorus]
billie, billie, billie jean
better know what i’m about
’cause i make ’em pay the bills to get in my jeans
and then i just suck it up
bought a lambo just for a f-ckin’ queen
and still wouldn’t let ’em sleep on my couch
i said, “baby, i know you don’t walk at all
but you can let that d-ck moonwalk up in my mouth” (haha)

[verse 2]
he gonna give me, give me, give me everything i need
yeah i keep a trick, ain’t talking up my sleeve
if he can’t pay, i’ll just replace his d
i stay with two different n-ggas like i’m angela yee
okay, my mouth a talk show, come shoot it up like the joker (oh)
these ain’t no dry walls, you can hang up a poster
bootyhole worth g-yle, p-ssy hole worth oprah
when he calls it says “ikea”, use his head as a sofa (yeah, ayy)
come and eat this box like castle slider
the throat spit more than a mumble rapper (hmm)
i’m rubbin’ this cl-t ’til the sh-t just spatter (oh, oh)
he stay up on the p-ssy like i’m holdin’ my bladder (ooh, babe)
giving the dirty diana with the mj lines
i thow it back on the d-ck, that’s remember the times
then let you buss on my face so my skin get clearer (hmm)
i hope it wasn’t important to that man in the mirror, ah
[chorus]
billie, billie, billie jean
better know what i’m about
’cause i make ’em pay the bills to get in my jeans
and then i just suck it up
bought a lambo just for a f-ckin’ queen
and still wouldn’t let ’em sleep on my couch
i said, “baby, i know you don’t walk at all
but you can let that d-ck moonwalk up in my mouth” (haha)

[outro]
make the p-ssy go
make the d-ck go
make the p-ssy go
make the d-ck go

- cupcakke

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