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letra de wab - damiyoncé

i said (hold up), certified freak
seven days a week
wet ass bussy
make that pull-out game weak

yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, you f-cking with some wet ass bussy
bring a bucket and a mop for this wet ass bussy
give me everything you got for this wet ass bussy

beat it up, n-gga, catch a charge
extra large and extra hard
put this bussy right in your face
swipe your nose like a credit card
hop on top, i wanna ride
i do a kegel while it’s inside
spit in my mouth, look in my eyes
this bussy is wet, come take a dive
tie me up like i’m a surprise
let’s role play, i wear a disguise
i want you to park that big mack truck
right in this little garage
make it cream, make me scream
out in public, make a scene
i don’t cook, i don’t clean
but let me tell you how i got this ring
gobble me, swallow me
drip down inside of me
quick jump out ‘fore you let it get inside of me
i tell him where to put it, never tell him where i’m ’bout to be
i run down on him ‘fore i have a n-gga running me
talk yo sh-t, bite yo lip
ask for a car while you ride that d-ck
you really ain’t never gotta f-ck him for a thang
he already made his mind up ‘fore he came
now get your boots and your coat
for this wet ass bussy
he bought a phone just for pictures
of this wet ass bussy
pay my tuition just to kiss me
on this wet ass bussy
now make it rain if you wanna
see some wet ass bussy

look, i need a hard hitter, i need a deep stroker
i need a henny drinker, i need a weed smoker
not a garden snake, i need a king cobra
with a hook in it, hope it lean over
he got some money, then that’s where i’m headed
bussy a1, just like his credit
he got a beard, well, i’m tryna wet it
i let him taste it, now he diabetic
i don’t wanna spit, i wanna gulp
i wanna gag, i wanna choke
i want you to touch that little dangly dang
that sw-ng in the back of my throat
my head game is fire, punani dasani
it’s going in dry and it’s coming out soggy
i ride on that thang like the cops is behind me
i spit on his mic and now he tryna sign me, woo!
your honor, i’m a freak b-tch, handcuffs, leashes
switch my wig, make him feel like he cheating
put him on his knees, give him something to believe in
never lost a fight, but i’m looking for a beating
in the food chain, i’m the one that eat ya
if he ate my ass, he’s a bottom feeda
big d stands for big demeanor
i could make you bust before i ever meet ya
if it don’t hang, then he can’t bang
you can’t hurt my feelings, but i like pain
if he f-ck me and ask, “whose is it?”
when i ride the d-ck, i’ma spell my name

yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, you f-cking with some wet ass bussy
bring a bucket and a mop for this wet ass bussy
give me everything you got for this wet ass bussy

now from the top, make it drop
that’s some wet ass bussy
now get a bucket and a mop
that’s some wet ass bussy
i’m talking wab, wab, wab
that’s some wet ass bussy
macaroni in a pot
that’s some wet ass bussy

- damiyonce

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