It's the genius again
For the girls that be cryin' now
Yeah
Tell me why you hoping like a close pain
I make your breast turn up
I make your ass swing
My girl just
Me a boom boom gad,
me no sky gad,
me no grown gad Me love gad,
cause me love pussy bad
Gad me come no man and drive man mad Come
meet me stretch up on a poom poom chat
Geld fam tune dat and bag dud fam Is dat a bad dangal fam mustard
Nuff man numof gal wide dem stout Them year you get bun,
that's why dem glad
I'm from the first year ambiguity
Come again.
And when the door close,
me look inna the talking
Me want your tris come up, start the winding
And me want your whole feel like a globespin
And make your breast stand up,
and make your ass speak
My girl just run up on the edge like you a mad woman
Before you flick it in,
girl,
roll it with your hand
You the robot like you a mega-chan
Be a be a one, girl, here comes one
Girl a rail up like Dixie King's song
Samantha say, Susie go say, Rosie go say
Me and the man a one wine stallion
Give me one hold feels like globespin And make
your breast stand up and make your ass speak
Give me,
give me,
give me give me give me give me!
Why can't I just...
Give me,
give me,
give me give me give me give me.
Give me,
give me,
give me give me give me give me give me...