treesh

(Dunk Rock) Yuh Treesh, treesh, treesh, treesh, treesh (treesha) Treesh, treesh (treesha) Treesh, treesh, treesh (treesha) Treesh, treesh, treesh, treesh Look at her stance, tongue out, shakin' her ass, ah Kick a lil' P out my pad, ah, jump out the pot like yams Y'all don't be seen with the treesh And she off the leash, you see what I'm sayin'? Lil' shorty be doin' her thing 'Cause she for the streets and still got a man (and still got a man) Ain't gotta speak, and I ain't pressed She want the D, I be like, "Ah" She wanna eat, she on a diet Only eat me, panties to the side Slippin' and slide, suckin' it right in a GT I like 'em fine, at least a nine Call me a vibe, call up a treesh Treesh, treesh, treesh (treesha) Treesh, treesh, treesh, treesh (treesha) Treesh, treesh, treesh (treesha) Treesh, treesh, treesh, treesh (treesha) Lil' bitch bad, ah, fuck I care about her past Ain't tryna give her no pass, ah Pull up to the spot, get smacked, ah Found out lil' shawty a freak and she like to sneak, a late night snack Ain't fuckin' no regular treesh I'm comin' elite, I keep a good batch (I want a good batch) Did what I say, I'm on her mind, I'm what she think Fuck her all time, ten different ways Give me some head on the way to the bank Went and got a line, she on my line, we ain't on no Live, fuck, count cake Spend a couple dimes, regular day Couple of the guys, treesh on the way Treesh, treesh, treesh (treesha) Treesh, treesh, treesh, treesh (treesha) Treesh, treesh, treesh (treesha) Treesh, treesh, treesh, treesh (treesha) Treesha Treesha