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letra de not tonight - peppa paraj

[verse 1]
i know a dude named jimmy used to run up in me
night time p-ssy drunk off the henny and rémy
i didn’t mind it, when he f-cked me from behind it
felt fine, ‘specially when he used to grind it
he was a trick when i sucked his d-ck
he used to, pass me bricks, credit cards and sh-t
suck him to sleep, i took the keys to the jeep
tell him, “i’ll be back,” go f-ck with some other cats
flirtin’, gettin’ numbers, in the summer, ho hop
raw top in my man’s drop
then this homie jimmy, he’s screamin’, “gimme”
lay me on my back, bustin’ nuts all in mе
after ten times wе f-cked, i think i bust twice
he was nice, kept my neck filled with ice
put me in chanels, kept me out nice
called suckin’ his d-ck, “rockin’ the mic”
it was somethin’ about this dude i couldn’t stand
somethin’ that coulda made his ass a real man
somethin’ i wanted, but i never was pushy
the motherf-cker never ate my p-ssy

[chorus]
i don’t want d-ck tonight
eat my p-ssy right
uh, uh, uh, uh lil’ kim, peppa paraj, bring it to me now
[verse 2]
i know a dude named ron doo push a q
had a wild crew on flatbush & avenue u
had a weed spot, used to pump african black
he used to, seal his bag so his workers wouldn’t tap
i used to see him, in the tunnel, with f-ckers at dawn
whisper in my ear he wanna get his f-ck on
i dug him, so i f-cked him, it wasn’t nuttin’
he wanted me to suck him, but i didn’t, i ain’t frontin’
the s-x was wack, a four-stroke creep
i jumped on the d-ck, rode his ass to sleep
he called next week, askin’ why i ain’t beep him
“i thought your ass was still sleepin'”
he laughed, told me he bought a new path
could he come over right fast and f-ck my pretty ass?
“i’ll pass, dude, the d-ck was trash
if s-x was record sales you would be double glass
the only way you seein’ me is if you eatin’ me
downtown, taste my love like horace brown
tryin’ to impress me with your 5 g stones
i give you 10 g’s, boy, if ya leave me alone,” screamin’

[chorus]
i don’t want d-ck
eat my p-ssy right
i don’t want d-ck tonight
eat my p-ssy right
[verse 3]
the moral of the story is this:
you ain’t l!ckin’ this, you ain’t stickin’ this
and i got witnesses, ask any dude i been with
they ain’t hit sh-t till they stuck they tongue in this
i ain’t with that frontin’ sh-t
i got my own benz, i got my own ends, immediate friends
me and my girls rock worlds, some big hittas
f-ck for car keys, and double-digit figures
good d-ck i cherish, i could be blunt
i treat it like it’s precious, i ain’t gonna front
for limp-d-ck hittas, that’s frontin’ like they w-lly
suck my p-ssy till they k!ll me, you feel me?

[chorus]
i don’t want d-ck tonight
eat my p-ssy right
i don’t want d-ck tonight
eat my p-ssy right
i don’t want d-ck tonight

- peppa paraj

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