Boogie

[Intro: TiaCorine] Yeah I just want a long fuck, know I'm on some dawg shit [Chorus: TiaCorine] I just want a long fuck, know I'm on some dawg shit I'ma suck your dick and I'ma squirt all on your carpet Got a big behind, like Buick, babe, park it I can walk through and get a table on some boss shit [Verse 1: Tia Corine] I'ma start a riot, all you niggas in the moshpit I spit fire, I'm pretty, I'm awesome, cross him Wanted me to fuck but I blossom Bitch 'bout tired, I pluck 'em, I toss them I don't give a fuck, any nigga, I'ma boss him Wanna get real litty with my titty, it's gon' cost him I just went to Florida, flippin' bitches like dolphins Sweet barbeque, McDonald's, I'm saucing, glossin' I can leave you dead up in your city like possum Batman in your city, in the corners, I'm watchin' Finna bust you all up in your shit, stop talkin' Please, come and eat this cooch all on your knees Please, I'm squirtin' on my hundred dollar jeans Please, I'll fuck you on a hundred dollar bean Please, just give me any reason make a scene Please, every time they see my face they finna scream Like duh I'm thick, money bustin' out the seams Like duh I got tricks, I get candy, Halloween Like duh Colorblind, all I see is green Like duh And can't no nigga ever get between Like duh I don't give a fuck about no nigga, that's ho shit Woah, bitch, you are just a [?] in my [?] shit I don't give a fuck about no nigga, that's ho shit Woah, bitch, you are just a [?] in my [?] shit [Chorus: TiaCorine] I just want a long fuck, know I'm on some dawg shit I'ma suck your dick and I'ma squirt all on your carpet Got a big behind, like buick baby park it I can walk through and get a table on some boss shit [Interlude: Tony Shhnow] Aw, yeah, you know what it cost when I walk through And she got it like (Let's go) I mean, I used to, I (Let's go) I-I would, but I changed, you know (Yeah) [Verse 2: Tony Shhnow] I used to want love, now I want drugs I used to have feelings, now I got bitches Shawty, I'm holdin' no paper, don't call me Wasn't on the team, but I grew up to be ballin' I got a new bitch, Chick-Fil-A saucin' I be in the bakery, I hear the cake talkin' She caught me in the club, shawty seen me through the lens She just wanna fuck me, then go hang out with her friends I like ridin' high, doin' donuts in the Benz I'm on hood rat shit, but I'm hood rich I don't want a model ho, I want a hood bitch You can't live this lifestyle if you don't take risks I told this bitch she gotta leave before my other bitch If you don't love me, then I promise it's another bitch My ex miss me, I told her I could never miss I'm no magician with these women, I would never trick I'm a trap nigga, my wrist cost a quarter brick Order tables, order bottles, and I order hits I'm a dawg, Tec 9, two pits I get what I want, I don't care, I'm rich I call shots, but I can't take pics I get cake but I still can't mix I'ma ball offensive so they gon' have to play defence I could fuck your mama, move her house and pay the rent I'm fresh as a bitch, pullin' fresh up out the exit Every win I ever got, I finessed it No label, independent, I invested I'm with a freak, she got a caramel complexion No dates, she get dick and Netflix I break her back, then she pop like Sierra Mist Coke bottle frame, I can make her body twist I'm a dog nigga so I got a dog bitch