[Intro]
Uh
Uh-huh
Ayo [?], what you cookin' up?
Uh
Uh-huh
Yo, uh
[Verse 1]
I had this dude named Timmy, used to run up in me
Used to shoot the club up, put his gun all in me
Shit, I can't front, I let him hit it from behind
He protect my body, six-figure on the town
Now this nigga on my line 'cause this nigga always lyin'
Said he wanna give me cash, I let him hit it one more time
I like fly shit, Schiaparelli for the bag
Leavin' Bull Harbor, Chanel-y on the tags
I'm a bad one, pretty face, hella ass
Where your daddy at? Tell him I've been actin' hella bad
Shit, besides that, matter of fact
Lil' nigga, where your ride at?
You know I'm workin' forty thou', can you buy that?
I'ma eat that dick tonight
[Chorus: Jim Jones]
I'ma eat that dick tonight
Oh yeah, shit
I'ma eat that pussy right
I'ma eat that dick tonight
Oh yeah, shit
I'ma eat that pussy right
[Verse 2: Jim Jones]
I know this chick named Chrissy, used to say she miss me
Nighttime pissy, drunk off her bottles of Chrissy
I mean, that pussy wet, that shit a water slaughter
Almost drowned in it, I mean, I swear I saw the divin'
She had me open and I went and brought a ride, she said she want a liar
I mean, I thought she said I lied, so I'm buyin' flowers
And then I start buyin' roses, Royces
I had to let her know, baby girl, we got choices
Crab leg at Kiki's, if not, they got oysters
She always talkin' shit, baby girl was very boisterous
I told her I got cousins out in Maine, they got lobsters
Five on the chain, it's for the gang, I'm a mobster
Huh
[Chorus: Jim Jones]
I'ma eat that dick tonight
Oh yeah, shit
I'ma eat that pussy right
I'ma eat that dick tonight
Oh yeah, shit
I'ma eat that pussy right
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