My style can't be dupilcated or recycled.
This chick is a sick individual.
Sick tape, volume 2!
Believe it!
Oh! Oh!
Let me switch up the game
I drink that cognac
Step back cause I might put it on ya
I go deep so deep till you sleep
Count sheep wake ya up from fuckin all week
You don't want me to show ya
how freak bitches act when I ain't soba
Word up, I'm tore up, sho nuff
I ain't scared to take it off(tell the freak to take it off)
Tipsy and it feel good
Black dudes got big woods
Into it, I do it, I did it
If you really, really want it then nigga stop frontin (stop frontin)
Hey boy you know I'm your type (your type)
5'2 and wear my jeans real tight
My curves they swerve so superb
My word is my word and I came to serve