PornStar

[Intro] Yeah, real pimp shit Aye, how real is that? Me and you can make a kid from scratch Send 'em back, back at a double R be big relaxed I'll fly you to any city I got business at Spit in you mouth, lick your ass, I know you feeling that [Chorus] All that lovey dovey shit, bitch this ain't no love song Cold hearted nigga, fuck with me girl put your uggs on Keep it tall I taught she was a dyke how she ain't like niggas She be talking spicey on the phone now it's on sight with her Baby I ain't no pornstar I'm just good at it I ain't no gynecologist but shit I'll look at it Know that I'm gon' go about my bitch I don't care who it is We in the back going blow for blow like, bae who's is this? Who's? (Yours) who's?, yeah, who's?, yeah, who's?, yeah Who's, who's, yeah, who's [Verse] Aye now she think she bad, shе cute, the Beyoncе out the group Ass hit like pow and them titties hit like bloop She say Pardi boy you know that you ain't shit, but it's a vibe ain't it Come and get your guts rearranged, and your time wasted I would do whatever to that pussy, shit it's mine ain't it Yeah, out there you a boss but in here you getting violated Man my bitches super thick, all my whips is supercharged All my niggas shooters so the opps they won't know who to guard I love it when you drop down on your knees when you be sucking me I feel like a role model the way you looking up to me Since she been with me she smell like Shea Butter and Baccarat Know that she be tight when she be screaming and I be nonchalant Know we really into when that little vein get to popping out She driving past the [?] my whip is in the parking spot [Chorus] All that lovey dovey shit, bitch this ain't no love song Cold hearted nigga, fuck with me girl put your uggs on Keep it tall I taught she was a dyke how she ain't like niggas She be talking spicey on the phone now it's on sight with her Baby I ain't no pornstar I'm just good at it I ain't no gynecologist but shit I'll look at it Know that I'm gon' go about my bitch I don't care who it is We in the back going blow for blow like, bae who's is this? Who's? (Yours) who's?, yeah, who's?, yeah, who's?, yeah Who's, who's, yeah, who's Aye now she think she bad, she cute, the Beyonce out the group Ass hit like pow and them titties hit like bloop