Cell the Great - Woah Lyrics

Lyrics Woah - Cell the Great



Yeah
That's what I be sounding like
And shit
All up in that shit
I be exploring
Getting lost and shit
Let's go
That pussy make me proud
Might change my name to Oscar
In that bed room
I unlock all type of monsters
You hitting high notes
Sound just like a choir
When you getting close
You be hitting that soprano
Yeah I know
Dick got you finning like a wine O
Soul shaking sex can feel it
In your stomach
Stroke that pussy
She big purr Coi LaRay
When I be gone
She hit my line
Like when you coming home
Say that dick a foot long
I ain't talking subway
But you ever rode a subway
Ha I just be playing
Like my finger on that click
My tongue between your legs
Have you screaming like
A stab flick and
I ain't had that gushy in a minute
It's all up on my mind
Aww gone head and admit it
Licking all over your body
Not only the couchie
Thought you really knew me
Until I had you upside down
Hanging off that bed
Pounding that Pussy
Ass so juicy I should call you
Judy
That pussy make me proud
I'm a call you
Trudy
Put you on camera
Tom and Pam
Let's make a movie
Trigger finger on your spot
Have you bussing like just a semi
Wetter than a jacuzzi on a boat in a two piece
You got me caught up in your eyes Like a web
Your pussy magic
But I ain't talking
Charlottes web
Yet it get sticky
Mad bars like a kick off
They need to run it back
Nick Chubbs
Uh
SHIT it's hot as fuck in here
The AC on?
Damn you must have
Missed me huh
In here squirting every damn Where and shit
I feel you baby
Yo Put me back in
Mami show me
How you do
That thing baby
That trick with your tongue make A nigga finn baby
Throw that pussy back
I catch it like Beckham
Whispering in your ear
Remind you of the
Ying Yang twins
You said that was your jam
You telling me it's mine baby
That shit make me go Ham
Not trying to be limited to my city
We can travel abroad lady
We can pioneer
Like Christopher Columbus
Over in Europe
On the beach ass all in sand
I love her sloppy toppy
You clean me up properly
Like a house keeper
Shit the manager
I might be a bit arrogant
Cause I feel I got the baddest
Long hair I'm pulling it
Can't have a bitch with a sew in
Nails painted
I look at them
While you corkscrew it
Feet in the air
Like you trying to stretch out your Hamstring
It's wet in here
Bed soaking
Need a towel
To even sleep in here
One minute
That shit don't exist in here
If you looking for a head bop
Then you belong here



Writer(s): Darcell Forrest


Cell the Great - Cleveland
Album Cleveland
date of release
05-07-2022



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