paroles de chanson Gimme Head - Shystie

Hey boy, what's your flavor?
Wanna come and taste what I'm made from?
That your girlfriend? That could never be
Where you find her? That bitch too dusty
Weave musty, she must be
Just a friend, she can watch as you touch me
She look boring, sex game rusty
I feel bad for your, honey come fuck with me
Used to love this guy name Leone
But something weren't right I could tell when I see him
Heard he gets fucked by Tyon
That's some bullshit I can be on
Man, where's my rabbit?
Limp dick motherfuckers need blue tablets
I'm a bad bitch, living lavish
Can't fuck with no man that's average, no

If you wana be my favourite
You better get down low, put your face in it and
Gimme head, gimme head Met a new man, name Simon
Dick so weak couldn't break no hymen
Said fuck this, you ain't firing
Go down, sprayed in his face like a fireman
Rah, remember Michael
Was the boyfriend of my rival
Done something spiteful, sent a picture
Of me riding his face like a cycle
Ha, old school, Daniel
Weak, needed a manual
Had to show him how to be a real animal
Got him fired up like a cannonball
Said he'll blow my back out
And he'll sweat my tracks out
Is he smoking crack now?
You ain't done, go back down

See I love me a real rich dude
Taking trips to the Louvre, outta the blue
No time for the men
Who are broke, but wanna get nude
Eww, can't stand these ratchet fellas
Big mouth, small dick packing' fellas
No good, weak ass lacking fellas
Ain't got a chance, stick to bashing fellas
(Haha) I'm a Queen, so you better spoil meh
For' we freak, rub down and oil me
(Oo) and we gonna practice safe sex
(Cause) you don't wana get that– 'I'm late' text
No, see I seen your ex
Outta ten that bitch is a three at best
She's whack as fuck, and I'm racking up
And I'll ditch you nigga if you acting up