Lyrics Psa - Jaye Naima

PSA to all of you bitches
I'm drippin' chocolate covered cherries, got that dairy, Godiva
He like em' of a color
It's gettin' thicker and fatter
Just like some nutter butter
P.S. I'm takin' your nigga
He might just want another baby mother
I candidly got that candy, this is your PSA
Need me a new sugar daddy it might just be your bae
My body soft like a lady and it's a PSA
Bitch, it's your PSA

He need a DNA, test to confirm that he got babies
If he don't? He gon' drop all his baby mothers and hit me up
Daily actin' crazy cause I be tastin' like sugar babies
I'm tellin' you straight up that i"m hot sauce I'm all that and then some!
Smack a bitch cause I ain't one
Been that bitch since day one
Look at me I gotta say sum'
All this body is A1
Don't care if he taken
Don't get it mistaken
He see that I be bossin'
Snaps and I pops it, crackle like my watches
Cracked out lookin' bitches out here got no type of options
Mad cause I'm flossin', walk like it's a caution
Look good when he watchin' me twist my candy cotton
I'm gon' do some talkin' I know where yo man at
He been wit my kit kat, you thots better get ya'll backpacks
You know I gots it like that
I got that laffy taffy my note says I'll take your daddy and hire your sugar daddy come at me lil' hoe

PSA to all of you bitches
I'm drippin' chocolate covered cherries, got that dairy, Godiva
He like em' of a color
It's gettin' thicker and fatter
Just like some nutter butter
P.S. I'm takin' your nigga
He might just want another baby mother
I candidly got that candy, this is your PSA
Need me a new sugar daddy it might just be your bae
My body soft like a lady and it's a PSA
Bitch, it's your PSA

Play wit' your pussy don't play with me bitch cause I'm fuckin' your daddy
I hop on the dick and I'm makin' him bust like it's fucking confetti
He makin' it rain cause I got the money and I got the Henny
And nobody ready for me when I come out and air out the block
Clearin' accounts all the way to the top
Everything I do is way out the box
Foot on the peddle i'm racin' the clock
I get to the bag like a boss
I do make a lotta deposits a gift from the king of the profits
He get me to drip all the sauces
So I put the nail in the coffin
Cause they lookin dead they only convenient to come in they fuck and they go
Hoppin' from homie to homie, I don't
I bustin' a blunt smokin' you hoes
Drippin' like babies with snot in they nose
Smellin' like weed when I get in the door
Got that marijuana to stain on my clothes
And I'm makin them focus on me, listen to me
Cause it's my business
I be gettin' it
This ain't no picnic
I'm watching him
Count them Benjamins and he be givin' it
My fitness, I work it effortless I put my neck in it
Birdman rubbin' my hands, put some "respeck" in it

PSA to all of you bitches
I'm drippin' chocolate covered cherries, got that dairy, Godiva
He like em' of a color
It's gettin' thicker and fatter
Just like some nutter butter
P.S. I'm takin' your nigga
He might just want another baby mother
I candidly got that candy, this is your PSA
Need me a new sugar daddy it might just be your bae
My body soft like a lady and it's a PSA
Bitch, it's your PSA