All Alone
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All Alone
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It back, aye
Throw it back, aye
Throw it back, aye
It back, aye
Mmh hmm
It back, aye
Throw it back, aye
Mmh hmm
Mmh hmm
It's rad, aye
Aye, it's rad, aye
I got fuzzy socks on when I fuck her
She don't hit you back, then you niggas butthurt
She hittin' the squats in the gym, make her butt hurt
Beaver deas when I second headbutt her
Yeah, I buttered the biscuit but it ain't butter
She like "damn, I can't believe it's not butter"
When I hit it, I don't want nobody but her
But her, nobody but her
Talk my shit when I'm up in it, did I studder
Two-seventizzn I was with bitches, ain’t studdered
I wasn’t fuckin, I really wanted was her
I came home, and she wet before I touch her
Say girl, I wish I could
I wish I could, shawty wish I could
Was a nerd getting girls, wasn’t very good
Still a nerd getting girls didn’t think I could
Put it in work, she doubted me
Now she understood
Make her squirt, the fountain leak, all over my wood, on the floor
I mop and glow, Mop and glow is good
The dick is so good, Yeah she say this in my hood
Yeah girl, I wish I could
You know I want you too, ohh, ohh
Throw it on back baby
Throw it on back on me
Throw it on back baby
Throw it on, throw it on, throw it on back baby
She wanna make that ass clap for me
I told her make that ass clap baby
She wanna throw it right back like it’s ass attack
And my shawty got racks, ain’t talkin no stacks
Titties all fat, I likes it like stacks
She on no flex, this bitch is all facts
Me and her match, we fuck and relax
Fuck it girl I’m all alone
Hit me when you charged your phone
Come over I'ma bone
Ima let you ride til the morn, (the morning)
Wanna go and take it home
This ain’t arts and crafts you got it wrong
I’m like “yeah girl you gotta go, ”
Ima dog, I’ll give you a bone, give you a bone
Fuck it girl I’m all alone
Hit me when you charged your phone
Come over I'ma bone
Ima let you ride til you moan, (ride it til the morning)
Wanna go and take it home
This ain’t arts and crafts you got it wrong
I’m like “yeah girl you gotta go, ”
Ima dog, I’ll give you a bone, give you a bone
Give you a bone babe
I just led you on babe
You ain’t do nothing wrong babe
Its the end just like this song babe
Yeah
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