Jazzy - ttana

(Hey, seven-thirty) Aye, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, she eat me up 'til the sunrise She told me come over it's lunchtime She want Metal-Man that boy the fun guy N fake, man, they need 'em a stunt guy Yeah, I put my dick where her tongue lie Said she ready for a fun time Yeah, they stuck in a knot, bitch, I'm untied(fasho') Yeah, I get the guap and I go Rock on my wrist so she wanna roll She give me top, yeah, the throat I been on top these n below Yeah, if you got tea better po' I got my new bitch she selling the coke I eat her up, I'm taking her soul I'm taking the high and you taking the low Spent two bands on zapatos I'm a real n, yeah, I like goth hoes(On God) She put my meat in her taco I got the chicken, it's sweeter than waffles This shit I got, it's Faragamo I'm rocking Number Nine just like I'm Rondo Yeah, I got my little bitch you know she on go I got so much water, they need 'em a poncho(Yeah) Yeah, fuck n, I had enough of you Her pussy sweeter than Honeydukes Big bro in the Bronx he gon' come for you Yeah, il' hoe I ain't come to comfort you Yeah, and when I cum I ain't cum for you Yeah, lil' n I make the money move Yeah, n, fuck you and your dummy crew, bitch Hurry up I got fire, and that's what I'm serving up I carry my shit like I'm Mariah I'm wit' Ant, you know that he guried up I'm too much, yeah, I'm causing this turbulence Bitch, you know I'm on fire I'm burning up Uh, if you pass me the rock I'm a curry up My n clean but you could get dirtied up, bitch Haha, aye, aye, aye, aye, yeah Aye, yeah Aye, yeah Aye, yeah Aye, yeah Bitch (Hollup')