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letra de women wanna hold my hand! - lil p-man

part i

[verse 1: lil p-man]
yeah
if she ain’t forty, i don’t want it
bad b-tch love me, and you know that i’m on it
i don’t f-ck with the goth b-tches at the hot topic
rather love a milf, sip a smoothie in the tropics
speaking of work, you know i’m a hot topic
kd pass the rock, up fake, don’t drop it
always on the come up, she know i ain’t stoppin’
call me jack harlow, i know what’s poppin’
had to show up, wish i did that more often
spittin this sh-t ’til i sit in a coffin
i feel like a god, all these hoes that i’m droppin’
committed mass fraud like i’m f-ckin’ lori loughlin
told her put it on the visa like i’m south of the border
serenade your b-tch on the motherf-ckin’ recorder
charm like a snake man, all these hoеs fake, man
i just want her cake, еat her ass by the lake
there for your b-tch if she had a bad day
fly like a bird, i’mma move upstate
ricky bobby fast, call that a shake and bake
she got a p-ss kink, so i call her lemonade
anywhere i go, you know lp getting paid, ha
i smoke a doink in the shade, yeah
all my songs getting played
haters gonna hate, cuz they mom on my taint
[chorus: sam sparrow]
all night, i’m high
ate drugs, i cried
your eyes met mine
no fear, ride or die
women wanna hold my hand
and so i hold her hand
i think i wanna dance
ok, i’m gonna dance

[verse 2: lil p-man]
run it up again, like my name is usain
b-tches only care about some tiktok fame
honey say she love me cuz she know i got game
monica lewinsky, her dress got stains
d-mn, that’s not fair
p-man pulled your b-tch straight outta thin air
i do it all again, cuz f-ck it, who cares?
wall street of d-ck, cuz i’m handing out shares
scene stay clean like i sprayed it with bleach
me and your b-tch gonna hit up the beach
stick with my hoes like a muhf-ckin’ leech
keep that hoe close like a dog on a leash
this is my sermon, on god i’mma preach
dreamin’ of ass while in class with my teach
so many b-tches, which one will i keep?
not keen of that scene of that eat-it-and-leave
dedicate to the hoes
dedicate to the bros
dedicate to the shows
all the fans, yeah they know
i’m high like a ladder
i’m smokin’ that shatter
her ass gettin’ fatter
my b-tches be badder
in a different league, i’m a baseball batter
freaky with this sh-t, call that the mad hatter
cut the back talk sh-t, ain’t no chatter
my sh-t sucks, but it don’t really matter
[chorus: sam sparrow]
all night, i’m high
ate drugs, i cried
your eyes met mine
no fear, ride or die
women wanna hold my hand
and so i hold her hand
i think i wanna dance
ok, i’m gonna dance

part ii

[intro: lil p-man]
ayo this song goes out to all them as-xuals up on tinder
what the f-ck are y’all doin’ on that app?
ay (yuh), ay (yuh), ay (yuh), ay (yuh), ay (yuh), ay, ay (yuh)

[verse: lil p-man]
hold up, wait
stop the clock
b-tch, it’s time, i’m going off
i spent time up in her ass
that’s -n-l-log
p-man stop, she hates this song
i proved her wrong (what)
because this beat switch, it just goes too f-ckin’ hard
it’s really hard
it’s really hard like d-cks in december
snow cream in winter
i tickle her innards
i’m a big spender
got h-lla members
up inside of my fan club
have i done enough? never enough (hold up)
yeah, time is tickin’, i been wishin’
i got h-lla racks and i got h-lla b-tches
i’ll buy her new tits, buy her a new ass
if she promise to throw that back
tired of the fake sh-t, want a real hoe
need a new wonder like gal gadot
so much money up in this b-tch
got her lookin’ like elon in a sp-ceship
ah dammit, feelin’ manic
never planned it, i can’t stand it
she’s the answer to my questions
learnin’ lessons, new confessions
i’m a mess and i have stress
but she relieve that, uh
and she got buns like a big mac
holy sh-t, p-man just did that
fellas, if you got an average-sized p-n-s say h-ll yeah
h-ll yeah
what the f-ck is up like the denny’s grand slam
she’s screamin’ now
“aw man, lil p-man!”
i can’t feel my face like it’s the weeknd
she gon’ eat my meat, even if she a vegan
i go dumb, this is stupid
lil p-man shoot arrows like i’m cupid (pew pew)
these bars are lowkey putrid
but you know that i still had to do it
[outro]
alright, cool

- lil p man

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