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I said, certified freak
          Seven days a week
          Wet-ass pussy
          Make that pull-out game weak, woo (ah)
          Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
          Yeah, you fucking with some wet-ass pussy
          Bring a bucket and a mop for this wet-ass pussy
          Give me everything you got for this wet-ass pussy
          Beat it up, nigga, catch a charge
          Extra large and extra hard
          Put this pussy right in your face
          Swipe your nose like a credit card
          Hop on top, I wanna ride
          I do a kegel while it's inside
          Spit in my mouth, look in my eyes
          This pussy is wet, come take a dive
          Tie me up like I'm surprised
          Let's role play, I'll wear a disguise
          I want you to park that big Mack truck
          Right in this little garage
          Make it cream, make me scream
          Out in public, make a scene
          I don't cook, I don't clean
          But let me tell you how I got this ring (ayy, ayy)
          Gobble me, swallow me, drip down the side of me (yeah)
          Quick, jump out 'fore you let it get inside of me (yeah)
          I tell him where to put it, never tell him where I'm 'bout to be
          I'll run down on him 'fore I have a nigga running me (pow, pow)
          Talk your shit, bite your lip (yeah)
          Ask for a car while you ride that dick (while you ride that dick)
          You really ain't never gotta fuck him for a thang (yeah)
          He already made his mind up 'fore he came (ayy, ah)
          Now get your boots and your coat (ah, ah, ah)
          For this wet-ass pussy
          He bought a phone just for pictures
          Of this wet-ass pussy (click, click, click)
          Pay my tuition just to kiss me
          On this wet-ass pussy (mwah, mwah, mwah)
          Now make it rain if you wanna
          See some wet-ass pussy (yeah, yeah)

Look, I need a hard hitter, I need a deep stroker
          I need a Henny drinker, I need a weed smoker
          Not a garden snake, I need a king cobra
          With a hook in it, hope it lean over
          He got some money, then that's where I'm headed
          Pussy A1, just like his credit
          He got a beard, well, I'm tryna wet it
          I let him taste it, now he diabetic
          I don't wanna spit, I wanna gulp
          I wanna gag, I wanna choke
          I want you to touch that lil' dangly thing
          That swing in the back of my throat
          My head game is fire, punani Dasani
          It's going in dry and it's coming out soggy
          I ride on that thang like the cops is behind me (yeah, ah)
          I spit on his mic and now he tryna sign me, woo
          Your honor, I'm a freak bitch, handcuffs, leashes
          Switch my wig, make him feel like he cheating
          Put him on his knees, give him something to believe in
          Never lost a fight, but I'm looking for a beating (ah)
          In the food chain, I'm the one that eat ya
          If he ate my ass, he's a bottom feeder
          Big D stand for big demeanor
          I could make you bust before I ever meet ya
          If it don't hang, then he can't bang
          You can't hurt my feelings, but I like pain
          If he fuck me and ask, "Whose is it?"
          When I ride the dick, I'ma spell my name
          Ah (whores in this house)
          Yeah, yeah, yeah
          Yeah, you fucking with some wet-ass pussy
          Bring a bucket and a mop for this wet-ass pussy
          Give me everything you got for this wet-ass pussy
          Now from the top, make it drop
          That's some wet-ass pussy
          Now get a bucket and a mop
          That's some wet-ass pussy
          I'm talking WAP, WAP, WAP
          That's some wet-ass pussy
          Macaroni in a pot
          That's some wet-ass pussy, huh
          (There's some whores in this house)
          (There's some whores in this house)