[Verse 1: Jet 2]
Bitch reporting live
From the live from motherfucking jungle
With graffiti
I’m sittin’ next to Mufasa and Rafiki
And my name is Baby Simba
I'm just looking for for a Nala
So if your pussy cat’s a lion
Baby I will holla at you
And this song is really called P for Power
But my P will stand for pussy that’s sweeter
Than sweet cassavas
I will stretch it like Morocco
I ain’t talkin’ Casablanca, baby
Double decker the bed
And turn that shit to a bunk and maybe
We can fuck on the top bunk
Hit the ceiling fall off
Wit’ yo’ clothes all off, and all that good shit!
L-O-L, H-A-H-A-H-A-H-A, G-N-R
Buss that pussy open, I’ma eat it, y’all
Beat it, aww, Michael J-ackson
Moonwalk that ass, hit it from the front
Make you move backwards
Ask them beezies how I do it, nigga
Flatbed mattress
Cut you pussy niggas
Now y’all lookin’ like actresses
Nigga, hit it make her go nuts
Better ask them kids
Put it down and pay off like taxes, bitch
Demon girlfriends all my exes is
I just poke ‘em all like cactuses
Girls think they the shit, well I’m the laxative
Haha
[Verse 2: BeeGee]
Haha, yeah
That nigga Jet crazy, but listen man
Bitches come a dime a dozen
Pushing leads to shoving
And shoving leads to fuckin’
Easy nigga, the swag is so simple
Beat the pussy in, leave her indent like a dimple
Ha
Middle Eastern like a lintel
Fuckin’ up my sheets
‘Cause she was bussin’ like a pimple
What the fuck am I about to do next
I’m a bunch of fuckin’ characters
Words in a text
The only nigga that I envy is me
Stand tall, ‘cause I rep that DDP, nigga
Yeah, Dorsey Don Pride
Chocolate nut, a.k.a bitch mud slide
Smokin’ Kush, never fuckin’ stress
Lift the thick bitches, you can call it bench press
Get ‘em wet, I’m fallin’ in sea sick
Jet, go on and hit ‘em wit’ that R&B shit
[Bridge: Jet 2]
Wouldn’t it be nice if I sing this to you?
See, girl that’s not what I’m going to do
‘Cause see you don’t even know
The things that you do
But it’s cool, it’s cool
‘Cause I don’t really give a fuck
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