Bitch sent me a photo
With her clothes off
Offer me a blow job
Hell no thot
I think they are programmed
Like a robot
Need a f*cking dicked rammed
I don't know thot
Bitch sent me a photo
With her clothes off
Offer me a blow job
Hell no thot
I think they are programmed
Like a robot
Need a f*cking dicked rammed
I don't know thot
Hey taliban
And the f*cking ku klux klan
They're not members of my band
In fact kill em if you can
Yeah i'm off a f*cking xan
And your bitch blow like a fan
She gon give me both her hands
Ima pole her that's my plan
Polar bear like the arctic
Push it and I start
Bitch i'm an artist
Bitch you are starving
Chief Keef to the bank
Uh Ha Ha Ha Ha
Tryna to my thang
Uh Guap Guap Guap Guap
Bitch gon give me brain
Ride me like a train
Smoking all my strain
Life is a restraint
Uh Ha Ha Ha Ha
Uh Ha Ha Ha Ha
Chief Keef to the bank
Uh Ha Ha Ha Ha
Bitch sent me a photo
With her clothes off
Offer me a blow job
Hell no thot
I think they are programmed
Like a robot
Need a f*cking dicked rammed
I dont know thot
Flying but no batmobile
Oil spill gon break the seal
What's up dope boy what's the deal
I'm tryna go and push these pills
Hundred dollar bills
Spend it for the thrill
F*ck boy meet my drill
Go and run some f*cking drills
I got drip not tommy hill
I got whip not emmett till
Everyday new vehicle
Tryna flip some chemicals
All you bitches in my phone
Tryna get some f*cking dro
I dont give a f*ck ya know
But I still gon f*ck ya ho
Bitch sent me a photo
With her clothes off
Offer me a blow job
Hell no thot
I think they are programmed
Like a robot
Need a f*cking dicked rammed
I don't know thot
Bitch sent me a photo
With her clothes off
Offer me a blow job
Hell no thot
I think they are programmed
Like a robot
Need a f*cking dicked rammed
I don't know thot
Yuh P.E. Twain & Texas Power Wash - Asking for It Lyrics
Yuh P.E. Twain & Texas Power Wash - Asking for It Lyrics
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Bitch sent me a photo
With her clothes off
Offer me a blow job
Hell no thot
I think they are programmed
Like a robot
Need a f*cking dicked rammed
I don't know thot
Bitch sent me a photo
With her clothes off
Offer me a blow job
Hell no thot
I think they are programmed
Like a robot
Need a f*cking dicked rammed
I don't know thot
Hey taliban
And the f*cking ku klux klan
They're not members of my band
In fact kill em if you can
Yeah i'm off a f*cking xan
And your bitch blow like a fan
She gon give me both her hands
Ima pole her that's my plan
Polar bear like the arctic
Push it and I start
Bitch i'm an artist
Bitch you are starving
Chief Keef to the bank
Uh Ha Ha Ha Ha
Tryna to my thang
Uh Guap Guap Guap Guap
Bitch gon give me brain
Ride me like a train
Smoking all my strain
Life is a restraint
Uh Ha Ha Ha Ha
Uh Ha Ha Ha Ha
Chief Keef to the bank
Uh Ha Ha Ha Ha
Bitch sent me a photo
With her clothes off
Offer me a blow job
Hell no thot
I think they are programmed
Like a robot
Need a f*cking dicked rammed
I dont know thot
Flying but no batmobile
Oil spill gon break the seal
What's up dope boy what's the deal
I'm tryna go and push these pills
Hundred dollar bills
Spend it for the thrill
F*ck boy meet my drill
Go and run some f*cking drills
I got drip not tommy hill
I got whip not emmett till
Everyday new vehicle
Tryna flip some chemicals
All you bitches in my phone
Tryna get some f*cking dro
I dont give a f*ck ya know
But I still gon f*ck ya ho
Bitch sent me a photo
With her clothes off
Offer me a blow job
Hell no thot
I think they are programmed
Like a robot
Need a f*cking dicked rammed
I don't know thot
Bitch sent me a photo
With her clothes off
Offer me a blow job
Hell no thot
I think they are programmed
Like a robot
Need a f*cking dicked rammed
I don't know thot
With her clothes off
Offer me a blow job
Hell no thot
I think they are programmed
Like a robot
Need a f*cking dicked rammed
I don't know thot
Bitch sent me a photo
With her clothes off
Offer me a blow job
Hell no thot
I think they are programmed
Like a robot
Need a f*cking dicked rammed
I don't know thot
Hey taliban
And the f*cking ku klux klan
They're not members of my band
In fact kill em if you can
Yeah i'm off a f*cking xan
And your bitch blow like a fan
She gon give me both her hands
Ima pole her that's my plan
Polar bear like the arctic
Push it and I start
Bitch i'm an artist
Bitch you are starving
Chief Keef to the bank
Uh Ha Ha Ha Ha
Tryna to my thang
Uh Guap Guap Guap Guap
Bitch gon give me brain
Ride me like a train
Smoking all my strain
Life is a restraint
Uh Ha Ha Ha Ha
Uh Ha Ha Ha Ha
Chief Keef to the bank
Uh Ha Ha Ha Ha
Bitch sent me a photo
With her clothes off
Offer me a blow job
Hell no thot
I think they are programmed
Like a robot
Need a f*cking dicked rammed
I dont know thot
Flying but no batmobile
Oil spill gon break the seal
What's up dope boy what's the deal
I'm tryna go and push these pills
Hundred dollar bills
Spend it for the thrill
F*ck boy meet my drill
Go and run some f*cking drills
I got drip not tommy hill
I got whip not emmett till
Everyday new vehicle
Tryna flip some chemicals
All you bitches in my phone
Tryna get some f*cking dro
I dont give a f*ck ya know
But I still gon f*ck ya ho
Bitch sent me a photo
With her clothes off
Offer me a blow job
Hell no thot
I think they are programmed
Like a robot
Need a f*cking dicked rammed
I don't know thot
Bitch sent me a photo
With her clothes off
Offer me a blow job
Hell no thot
I think they are programmed
Like a robot
Need a f*cking dicked rammed
I don't know thot
Writer: Bryce Laliberte
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid