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Blackjack

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Blackjack

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Scooby Dooby Doo (bark)

He a dog in the bed

Think mayo on bread

How I spread my legs (open me up)

Bring flowers instead

'Cause when I'm done, the twat should be dead (basket)

Stomach like a beauty salon

'Cause I swallow every pubic hair shed

Pause on that dick when I'm on it

I might scream "Cut," Nia Long it (straight hair)

The dick like Ariana ponytail 'cause I swear that shit was the longest (It was)

He said how far can I own it (how?)

I said: Everything, I condone it (I am)

His dick ain't got nowhere to stay

So I let him sleep in this pussy to help out the homeless

Time to get stupid, stupid, wait

I like to move it, move it, wait

Dick in the hole, then it's start to roll

Look like it's hula hooping, wait

I ain't talking mug when I tell him shoot the shot

Sweating like a thug when they running from the cops

I'm good eye candy, even to Fetty Wap

And I'm known for the head like a fuckin' face swap

Tinted windows every time we outside (side)

Cause I suck that dick while he drive (while he drive)

Let him masturbate with French fries (fries)

I just don't tell nobody like a mime (mime)

Toss my legs in the air like a dime (dime)

He cum (come) quick like Amazon Prime

So much slob raining on the dick

Made him hold an umbrella over my head this time

Blackjack, blackjack, blackjack, ooh

Blackjack, blackjack, blackjack, ooh

Blackjack, blackjack, blackjack, ooh

Blackjack, blackjack, blackjack, ooh

The shit that we on, gotta wait 'til you grown

'Til you get 21 like blackjack

While sucking his dick, still jacking him off, get an A for this brain, that's Blackjack

It ain't shit under this coat (I'm naked)

No Facebook, I get poked (Poke me)

Dick stay giving me hope (Ah)

Taught him 'bout his own balls like a coach (Swish)

Yeah, I'm gon' hold that dick in my hands

Like the mic in the hands of a host

Wait, French kiss a pussy one time, then in the morning, gon' make me French toast, wait (Yum)

One stroke in, he gon' lay down

Kids all on me like a playground (on my face)

I'ma ride that dick like a Greyhound

Twat for that nigga like H-Town

Still want more, Tic-tac-toe

Nigga just got three holes in a row

Chocolate hoe, the Kit Kat pro

He called 'cause the pussy smelled like Dial soap

Let's take a bath together (wash me)

It don't need to last forever (no)

Pussy looking real plus-sized

Now we doing math together (add it)

It's like 1-2-3 then he give me that foreplay

3-2-1 then I give him that okay

I'm locked to the bed, handcuffed like O.J

And 5-6-7 he ate it slowly

Grocery list can go up in the casket

It taste like water so he water fastin'

I can't be Sullivan, not talking Jasmine

Tapping this ass like a picture with tagging

Swaggin', not to be braggin'

But the pussy feel like cushion if your name Ashton

It's the best feeling like touching some satin (daddy)

Pay to eat pussy, ain't no dine and dashin'

Blackjack, blackjack, blackjack, ooh

Blackjack, blackjack, blackjack, ooh

Blackjack, blackjack, blackjack, ooh

Blackjack, blackjack, blackjack, ooh

The shit that we on, gotta wait 'til you grown 'til you get 21 like Blackjack

While sucking his dick, still jacking him off, get an A for this brain that's Blackjack

Blackjack, blackjack, blackjack, ooh

Blackjack, blackjack, blackjack, ooh

Blackjack, blackjack, blackjack, ooh

Blackjack, blackjack, blackjack, ooh

The shit that we on, gotta wait 'til you grown

'Til you get 21 like blackjack

While sucking his dick, still jacking him off, get an A for this brain, that's Blackjack

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