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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Skip Waiters
Skip Waiters
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Martin
Christopher Martin
Songwriter
A. Dixson
A. Dixson
Songwriter

Lyrics

Need a freak bitch for the cookout
Manicure nails with her toes out
Got a ass thicker than a snicker
Hope she got friends for my ****
Just wanna talk for a minute
A couple words more than a sentence
I could take you out when we finished
She said she got friends for my ****
D’Usse for my boo
If she in the pool
Got grits on the plate
That’s her type of food
Better get out my way
When I’m coming through
I don’t play with my prey
That’s my type of food
This is summer ‘08
When the ass used to match
The ratio for the waist
Can’t knock a BBL
But the shit is not the same
It don’t got the same feel
It don’t got the same grace
But I’ll still hit it twice
Ain’t gotta hide my face
When I’m leaving in the night
Can’t discriminate
You still got it, babe
No need to think twice
You just my type
Need a freak bitch for the cookout
Manicure nails with her toes out
Got a ass thicker than a snicker
Hope she got friends for my ****
Just wanna talk for a minute
A couple words more than a sentence
I could take you out when we finished
She said got friends for my ****
Bring it in tune
Watch me get the snapping like the rent due
Come and see my views
Ima big mood
Gotta love a shorty that’s a bit rude
Gotta be selective
who I’m stepping with
Dating in LA can be repetitive
Slid up on her friend
I told her where your sense of humor
Shouldn’t have listened to the rumors
could’ve had the boy sooner
There my karma go coming after me
feel like having hoes seem to balance me
Probably left a road full of causalities
Ain’t no catching me
hard to judge it by the tss
You never know until you see it
think we on the same page
Say we better off a secret
In an instant still undefeated
Ain’t no point in tryna beat it
Ain’t no need in popping out
We let them see when they see it
Need a freak bitch for the cookout
Manicure nails with her toes out
Got a ass thicker than a snicker
Hope she got friends for my ****
Just wanna talk for a minute
A couple words more than a sentence
I could take you out when we finished
She said got friends for my ****
Written by: A. Dixson, Christopher Martin

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