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Hundred percent that my nigga
Alright, let me tell y'all what exactly happened

Uh, I told her straight up (straight up)
We can shoot for a bit or we can lay up, babe
Act like you ain't come to get hit, she know I wait up
'Cause when I'm on shots, she wish I would've stayed up (facts)
I know you miss suckin' this dick, ain't gotta say much
Pillowcase full of makeup, soon as you break up with a nigga
Hit me on the wake up
Suitcase packed, sneaky links in Jamaica
Hit it from the back, like the nigga fuckin' hate ya
Uh, she call me Bada$$ The Backbreaker
To heart taker to bedroom dominator
Best to don't leave your girl around me, shoot play for real
'Cause when she hit me round three, I'm slayed for real
Smokin', I kill the (?)
Turn the lights down, leave all my diamonds
The way she ride it, I can tell that pussy got some mileage
She been at Met Gala, but she never met a gyalis

Welcome back, I knew you would (Badmon)
That's why you pull up on me
Blow your back out like I should (like I should, baby)
No, no, nobody knows your body (yeah, uh, uh, uh)
You know who to call, baby, like I do
Let that wind get in that pocket
Look what you done started

It's not my vibe, had to double back, baby
Spinnin' the block, let a nigga text, he mad
It ain't right or wrong, take it any way you wanted
Nigga, 'cause she ain't comin' home tonight
So don't you wait up, wait up
He had you on the side line, better ride with me
This don't gotta be a sign, girl
Girl, this just a little white lie
Tell you he love you, you know it's fake
She my sneaky link, ain't no tellin' for bein' faithful
Grippin' on your body and bendin' it out of shape
Love the way we toxic, we play a couple games
Never stayin' the night

Welcome back, I knew you would
That's why you pull up on me
Blow your back out like I should
No, no, nobody knows your body
Like I do
Let that wind get in that pocket
Look what you done started

Uh, she say she wanna suck me like ice (?)
Right off the bone, shorty, and it's off a cocktail
She hit my phone askin' me if I'm at the spot still
She tryna cop a feel, I tried to pen and shit got real
Now she in my livin' room sippin' on red wine
We unwind for a little bit, then it's bedtime
Take her upstairs, cut the lights, cue the (?)
She tell the pussy mine, so I can hit it anytime
Now that's the type of shit that a nigga like
She keep the pussy wet all night and she grip it tight
She suck it and lick it right, I eat it like I got a big appetite
And beat it like she the next nigga wife, I evenly form a (?)
I hit the spot so precise
I'm gifted, she so surprised
She love it, it's in her eyes
Rub on her inner thighs
Makin' the hairs on the back of her neck rise
And when she climax, I

Welcome back, I knew you would
That's why you pull up on me
Blow your back out like I should
No, no, nobody knows your body
Like I do
Let that wind get in that pocket
Look what you done started

Spin the block, I won't judge you
Spin the block, I won't judge you
Spin the block, I won't judge you
Spin the block, I won't judge you
Spin the block, I won't judge you
Spin the block, I won't judge you
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LanguageEnglish
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Duration00:03:42
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Copyright ©Reservoir Media Management
WriterJo-Vaughn Virginie, Christopher Maurice Brown, Curtis Anthony Jackson II
Lyrics licensed byLyricFind
AddedJuly 22nd, 2022
Last updatedJuly 22nd, 2022
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