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