Am i wrong if i call you a slut
Am i wrong if i call you a bitch
Am i wrong if i do it when we f*ckin, oh now you like that shit
Baby you ain't gotta tell me to talk you through it
If you need me to I'll walk you through it
Yeah they still broke thinkin luck gon do it
Girl i made this song just to f*ck too to it
You could never live my life
You couldn't even get near the hoes I like
I spent my whole life above average
I don't gotta fight the same battles yall fight
Bae that ass pokin ima grab it I built my bitch she the type I like
Girl if I love you to death I might die
Am I wrong if i don't want you outside
Baby come stroke my
Ego
She on the white lines
Free throw
Baby girl why lie
We Know
The pack just touched down
Teezo
If you cheat on yo bitch you is not P
Shawty so deep in love she just can't leave
Grab her neck when we f*ckin she can't breathhhh
Too many cribs don't know where I live
Too many numbers don't know who ya is
Custom the whip sand dust on the outside peanut butter inside look like the beach
Custom the bitch when and got new lips for her put a new ass on her look like a peach
Baby as soon as I see you I said you was way too fine to not be a freak
Am i wrong if i call you a slut
Am i wrong if i call you a bitch
Am i wrong if i do it when we f*ckin, oh now you like that shit
Baby you ain't gotta tell me to talk you through it
If you need me to I'll walk you through it
Yeah they still broke thinkin luck gon do it
Girl i made this song just to f*ck too to it
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Am i wrong if i call you a slut
Am i wrong if i call you a bitch
Am i wrong if i do it when we f*ckin, oh now you like that shit
Baby you ain't gotta tell me to talk you through it
If you need me to I'll walk you through it
Yeah they still broke thinkin luck gon do it
Girl i made this song just to f*ck too to it
You could never live my life
You couldn't even get near the hoes I like
I spent my whole life above average
I don't gotta fight the same battles yall fight
Bae that ass pokin ima grab it I built my bitch she the type I like
Girl if I love you to death I might die
Am I wrong if i don't want you outside
Baby come stroke my
Ego
She on the white lines
Free throw
Baby girl why lie
We Know
The pack just touched down
Teezo
If you cheat on yo bitch you is not P
Shawty so deep in love she just can't leave
Grab her neck when we f*ckin she can't breathhhh
Too many cribs don't know where I live
Too many numbers don't know who ya is
Custom the whip sand dust on the outside peanut butter inside look like the beach
Custom the bitch when and got new lips for her put a new ass on her look like a peach
Baby as soon as I see you I said you was way too fine to not be a freak
Am i wrong if i call you a slut
Am i wrong if i call you a bitch
Am i wrong if i do it when we f*ckin, oh now you like that shit
Baby you ain't gotta tell me to talk you through it
If you need me to I'll walk you through it
Yeah they still broke thinkin luck gon do it
Girl i made this song just to f*ck too to it
Am i wrong if i call you a bitch
Am i wrong if i do it when we f*ckin, oh now you like that shit
Baby you ain't gotta tell me to talk you through it
If you need me to I'll walk you through it
Yeah they still broke thinkin luck gon do it
Girl i made this song just to f*ck too to it
You could never live my life
You couldn't even get near the hoes I like
I spent my whole life above average
I don't gotta fight the same battles yall fight
Bae that ass pokin ima grab it I built my bitch she the type I like
Girl if I love you to death I might die
Am I wrong if i don't want you outside
Baby come stroke my
Ego
She on the white lines
Free throw
Baby girl why lie
We Know
The pack just touched down
Teezo
If you cheat on yo bitch you is not P
Shawty so deep in love she just can't leave
Grab her neck when we f*ckin she can't breathhhh
Too many cribs don't know where I live
Too many numbers don't know who ya is
Custom the whip sand dust on the outside peanut butter inside look like the beach
Custom the bitch when and got new lips for her put a new ass on her look like a peach
Baby as soon as I see you I said you was way too fine to not be a freak
Am i wrong if i call you a slut
Am i wrong if i call you a bitch
Am i wrong if i do it when we f*ckin, oh now you like that shit
Baby you ain't gotta tell me to talk you through it
If you need me to I'll walk you through it
Yeah they still broke thinkin luck gon do it
Girl i made this song just to f*ck too to it
Writer: Samuel Bernardy
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid