Rich Gang
Rich Gang - Tapout lyrics
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If you hatin' you just need some pussy She fucked up when she gave me some pussy I said, "I fuck you better than that other nigga" She say, "Tune I'm 'bout to cum," I say, "I'm comin' wit ya" She don't like them pretty niggas, sidity niggas She ride this dick, her titties jiggle, that's my pillows That's because I sleep in that ho Hit it when I wake up tell the pigs I say Assalaam Alaikum ugh My bitch a choosy lover never fuck without a rubber Sweet yellow bone thing, I call her honey mustard Pussy like a sea shell, dick like a V-12 She say I drive her crazy, I say just keep on your seatbelt Bend it over bust it open for me Baby bend it over bust it open for me She say she love me she loves this dick Come put that million dollar pussy on me make me rich Tunechi She got that million dollar Million dollar oow, oow She got that million dollar Million dollar oow, oow And all I want to do is touch it (oow, oow) Make her tapout, tapout, tapout, tapout, tapout And I'm gon' make her tapout, tapout, tapout, tapout, tapout Crib made her tapout, sauna made her tapout Jet made her tapout, pilot with the map out Million on the diamonds, million on the kitchen Millions on the Maybach, glass top ceilings Million dollar pussy, sleepin' on Versace Sleeping on Fendi, sleepin on Cavalli Married to the money, millions in the bank Alexander McQueen, rich in the paint I got that fuck you if you love me on some nigga shit She got the million dollar seven figure nigga rich We switch positions like we doin' Yoga in this bitch She get the shakin' then stiff Million dollar pussy, million dollar pussy Six inch pumps, play with his balls dunks Bald head yep, don't want no Forrest Gumps Don't let me tell ya twice, already told you once (Eat that pussy!) Who got that baddest pussy on the planet? D-Boyz love me, they don't understand it Ooooooooooooooooooh, deep throat Million dollar pussy might pounce on that ass Threw them hundreds until I lose count on that ass Max out all of them accounts on that ass Million dollar checks don't bounce on that ass Pull up in that you can't afford this Only rap bitch on the Forbes list Pussy jewelry make em say burr man R-r-r-rubs hands like Birdman I’m in love with your Egyptian skin And your talk about religion I’m in prison with the pussy And I’m ballin' no cushion Rich Gang and Rich Girl Sexy Slim, I see you Paradise home, flossing while you're shining Jumping out Bugattis, fuck the money game up Why? I don't know Sweet D! Love you babygirl