Sexting

[Intro] Calling all the girls with the heels, preferably the ones with the ass Tell me girl are those titties real? Sorry, but a nigga had to ask Calling all the girls with the heels, preferably the ones with the ass No, I don't live in the hills, but a nigga do got swag [Verse 1] Look into my eyes you can see I'm gone Girl, do you know what type of flow I'm on? Word around town that I'm still unknown How the fuck that sound? Since I came up all the fucks bow down But anyway you see this new style I found? Looking for a boss so my dick can drown Put in all in hit it 'til she sounds What you know about Q? Bitch, I brought the mothafuckin' gangstas back What you know about Q? Bitch, I left the turf and I still be strapped Still on the scene with a bunch of bitches Too many on my team need extra benches One at a time, yeah, I fucks 'em senseless Give me blow job be my apprentice [Pre-Chorus] You sexy girl, you sexy girl, let me rock your world Get real nasty and lick your pearl And do the little thing where you make it twirl You sexy girl, you sexy girl, yeah, I said it right Everything in life comes with a price Now drop it like it's hot and let me fuck tonight [Chorus] Me and you, one time for the bitches Me and you, bring a friend to be a witness Get them digits, texting-texting Dog or not, you guessing-guessing At my crib, I'm flexing-flexing All night long, we sexting-sexting Sexting-sexting (I'ma tap that ass) Sexting-sexting (I'ma tap that ass) Sexting-sexting (I'ma tap that ass) All night long, we sexting-sexting (I'ma tap that ass) Sexting-sexting (I'ma tap that ass) Sexting-sexting (I'ma tap that ass) Sexting-sexting (I'ma tap that ass) All night long, we sexting-sexting (I'ma tap that ass) [Bridge] Says she never been with a star and I can tell she never met a G Now get your pretty ass in the car and please don't get ya pussy on my seats Says she never been with a star and I can tell she never met a G Bitch, do you know who I are? Ain't a new nigga fucking with me [Verse 2] If you wanna hang out then you gotta blow tree If you wanna stay then you gotta bring three One more thing, yo, they gotta all drink Another heads up, yo, they gotta all freak Twist another wood then we pass it around Take ya to the crib unfasten your gown Yeah, I'm tryna hit, don't flake on me now I ain't tryna hear you ain't sext in a while What you know about Q? Bitch, I brough the mothafuckin' gangstas back What you know about Q? Bitch, I left the turf and I still be strapped Still on the scene with a bunch of bitches Walking through the mall and they blow me kisses Scratching on my balls probably caught me limping Figueroa boy, so you know it's pimping [Pre-Chorus] You sexy girl, you sexy girl, let me rock your world Get real nasty and lick your pearl And do the little thing where you make it twirl You sexy girl, you sexy girl, yeah, I said it right Everything in life comes with a price Now drop it like it's hot and let me fuck tonight [Chorus] Me and you, one time for the bitches Me and you, bring a friend to be a witness Get them digits, texting-texting Dog or not, you guessing-guessing At my crib, I'm flexing-flexing All night long, we sexting-sexting Sexting-sexting (I'ma tap that ass) Sexting-sexting (I'ma tap that ass) Sexting-sexting (I'ma tap that ass) All night long, we sexting-sexting (I'ma tap that ass) Sexting-sexting (I'ma tap that ass) Sexting-sexting (I'ma tap that ass) Sexting-sexting (I'ma tap that ass) All night long, we sexting-sexting (I'ma tap that ass)