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(Yeah)
(Go, he's got some chips, dogs love chips)
I love how you say my name (Say my name)
When you say, "Coach me, Joey," it drive me insane (Yop)
Your **** better tighten up (Tighten up)
'Fore I throw them cuffs on and have him mad as fuck (Yup)
I love how you talk crazy (Yeah)
When I hit it from the back, you say it's mine, baby (It's mine)
I know that you lyin', though (Liar)
But the way you suck this dick, keep you around, though (Yup)
Can't take you around bros (Uh-uh)
They be all on your head, but you on mine though (Mine)
I love it how we play roles
We been fuckin' all the time, they ain't even know (They ain't even know)
Long as you got me, you never need a boo (Nah)
I'm comin' through, slurp slurp like some chicken soup
Fuck that bitch, why you trip 'cause she stressin' you?
I give you blessings, have 'em guessin', they don't even need a clue
I fuck it up and you know that shit (Mhm)
And if that ho gettin' tough, I'ma ho that bitch
I own that dick (Ooh), bend me over, bone that shit
Coach me, Joey, fuck the bench, I'ma ride that dick, it's sick
Yeah, don't bring me 'round your bros, they can't fuck with me (Mm)
And since we fucked more than once, I guess you stuck with B
Play with this pussy, not my feelings, boy, I can't take it
You up in this gut, I'm 'bout to nut, boy, I can't fake it (Mm)
You know exactly what to do to keep the waves comin'
You stick with me, 'cause when we fuck, I don't say nothin'
You iced up and all them other ****, they bluffin'
Keepin' all that dough and that's for sure, you know that hate comin'
You like it when I kiss on your neck? (Neck)
Hands on your waist, grippin' it from the back (Yeah)
Ooh, you know it make me wet
Got me bitin' on your chest, leavin' scratches on your back (Mm)
I don't even like eatin' pussy (At all)
But the way you squeeze your muscles, it do somethin' to me (Damn)
When I cum fast, I be feelin' like a rookie (Fuck)
What you expect? I'm not your ex and this not average pussy
And I can't lie, you got me stuck on you
We kinda tight, it's somethin' like when strings is stuck on shoes, you know?
I'm not a ho, I'm just a slut for you
So don't go braggin', I won't nag, it's just between us two, aight? (Coach me, Joey)
(Yeah)
(Go, he's got some chips, dogs love chips)
(Yeah)
(Go, he's got some chips, dogs love chips)
Written by: Joseph Robinson
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