City Girls Gmix - Wiccomertá

I want you to grab it, put it, wherever you like Yeah, make a movie on that dick I want you to grab it, put it, wherever you like Yeah, make a movie on that dick Lights, camera, action, pure satisfaction I'ma put that pussy on him, put that pussy on him Lights, camera, action, pure satisfaction Baby, get this pussy on film, get this pussy on film At the box office, I'm number one Five star film, when I'm done I'ma fuck you good, I'ma make you cum Pull a camera out, let's have some fun Put the flash on, I'm confident Who fucked you best? Theres evidence When I grab the dick, you know I mean business What we do? Ain't nobody business Boy you dealing with a real freak, hands down that's JT! Who could fuck you good? Who could suck you good? Who could make you sweat? Nobody! This right here exclusive, you know usually I don't do this But your dick rock hard, and my pussy so wet You wanna film it, let's do this I want my pussy ate, ass ate, how I'm doing? Legs back Fuck me rough, make me run, hold me down whenever I cum Pull that dick up out of my kitty, bust that nut all over my titties Not in my hair, boy you know I'm picky Bring a wet stand, cause you know I get sticky I want you to grab it, put it, wherever you like Yeah, make a movie on that dick I want you to grab it, put it, wherever you like Yeah, make a movie on that dick Lights, camera, action, pure satisfaction I'ma put that pussy on him, put that pussy on him Lights, camera, action, pure satisfaction Baby, get this pussy on film, get this pussy on film Ain't no dick, like his dick That's my bae, I'm his bitch Get this pussy whenever he wants I love to get fucked whenever he drunk Never hit me, say you know I won't Knew I can't stop and you know I don't I just take that dick, take that dick Arch my back, and take that shit Hotel baths? Break them shits! All his kids? Drank them shits! Ain't no sleep, what you think this is? I know you can handle this Man up, stand up! Jet moves with the dick bae, hands up Hit the kat, from the back, on the dresser Put the thong, and it make it a lil' wetter Bring out my freaky side! Lay back, and let me ride Suck me from the side and fuck me till I'm tired Drop that dick, and drive, cruise control my pretty thighs Send chills up and down my spine, I love the way he put it down I want you to grab it, put it, wherever you like Yeah, make a movie on that dick I want you to grab it, put it, wherever you like Yeah, make a movie on that dick Lights, camera, action, pure satisfaction I'ma put that pussy on him, put that pussy on him Lights, camera, action, pure satisfaction Baby, get this pussy on film, get this pussy on film

Damn, chose Hoes in my comment section on that friend shit (on that friend shit) Knowin' they don't like a bitch on that pretend shit Want me in jail 'cause they don't want me to win shit (yeah, I know) Now I'm back with a motherfuckin' vengeance (Friendly) Say lil' hoe stop that (cut it) Actin' like it's love when you know it's not that Talkin' like you with me, hoe, you need to stop that Callin' me your sis when you know it's not that I dare a bitch to at me (try it) I know she ain't 'bout that I'm a real hood bitch, you could get your wig snatched These hoes friendly (what's up?) Hoe, you need to stop that Tellin' me it's love when I know it's not that I dare a bitch to at me (let's go) Snatch a bitch out her avi (hi) Hoe, go play wit' your mammy (bitch) (JT, you need to chill) nah Now I know the feds at me But they gotta understand me New Rollie and it's plain (facts) 50 pointers on my chain, private jet They can't kick me off the plane Ratchet bitch, I'm insane And this pussy is insane (oww) Such a city girl, it's a shame I'm the type of bitch that'll flip on a bitch (yeah) I'm really with the shits, don't get slick with me bitch (yeah) Please don't call me sis, you ain't no kin to me bitch And you ain't really gang, you a enemy bitch (period) Hoes in my comment section on that friend shit (On that friend shit) Knowin' they don't like a bitch on that pretend shit Want me in jail 'cause they don't want me to win shit (yeah, I know) Now I'm back with a motherfuckin' vengeance (Friendly) Say lil' hoe stop that (cut it) Actin' like it's love when you know it's not that Talkin' like you with me, hoe, you need to stop that Callin' me your sis when you know it's not that I dare a bitch to at me (try it) I know she ain't 'bout that I'm a real hood bitch, you could get your wig snatched These hoes friendly (what's up?) Hoe, you need to stop that Tellin' me it's love when I know it's not that Stop comin' under my pics hoe (hoe) Online suckin' my dick hoe (bitch) Gone head, study my wrist hoe (haha) Got this pussy on your nigga like a 6'4 (oww) And he 6'4, make him eat ass He wanna kiss more (kiss more) That's a no-no (no-no) I ain't fuck with you bitches from the jump (period) Fuck wit' JT, you fuckin' with me, you gettin' stumped Ain't no one on ones (nah) This ain't what you want You got drunk talkin' crazy now your wasted and I'm nobs (you do) On my mama, know that I ain't scared of no one I ain't never been hoe, I am not going (period) Hoes in my comment section on that friend shit (on that friend shit) Knowin' they don't like a bitch on that pretend shit Want me in jail 'cause they don't want me to win shit (yeah, I know) Now I'm back with a motherfuckin' vengeance (Friendly) Say lil' hoe stop that (cut it) Actin' like it's love when you know it's not that Talkin' like you with me, hoe, you need to stop that Callin' me your sis when you know it's not that I dare a bitch to at me (try it) I know she ain't 'bout that I'm a real hood bitch, you could get your wig snatched These hoes friendly (what's up?) Hoe, you need to stop that Tellin' me it's love when I know it's not that

Chanel fur, no top (Yeah) Rockin' the Birkin bag (Yeah) Feel like Lil Kim (Yeah) Swervin' in the Jag (Yeah) Chanel fur, no top (Yeah) Rockin' the Birkin bag (Yeah) Feel like Lil Kim (Yeah) Swervin' in the Jag (Yeah) Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve (Swerve) Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve (Swerve) Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve (Swerve) Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve When I step out, I'm killin' it My hair, yeah this that Brazilian shit (Yup) Yung Miami, they feelin' this (Feelin' it) Raw or robber, I hit a lick QC record label in this bitch My Rollie got the whole room lit (Lit) Cuban link chains all on my jet I'm lookin' good with your nigga on my wrist He blow a bag, I blow a kiss (Mwah) He want some head, I'm 'bout to get rich I'm goin' all in, I'm givin' 'em hell I'm rockin' that Gucci and Chanel Your nigga brought me a YSL I leave the house, he on my trail Pussy put him up under a spell That nigga put me a check in the mail Tell 'em felt well, gotta stay calm He got that bank account turned still on Got texts on my phone, it's gettin' ridiculous Your man comin' home, So I'm callin' restricted (Hahaha) Chanel fur, no top (Yeah) Rockin' the Birkin bag (Yeah) Feel like Lil Kim (Yeah) Swervin' in the Jag (Yeah) Chanel fur, no top (Yeah) Rockin' the Birkin bag (Yeah) Feel like Lil Kim (Yeah) Swervin' in the Jag (Yeah) Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve (Swerve) Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve (Swerve) Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve (Swerve) Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve Pull up in my Jeep with the doors off (Swerve) My seats the color of my feet, I'm a show-off (Ha) Bitch, I'm too hard, I never go soft (Soft) Pussy put his ass to sleep, that's that doze-off I-I-I got that ice around my neck, that's a chest cold Gucci 'round my waist with a Glock and some bank rolls "JT, who you fuckin'?" Bitch, why? Damn, touch your nose I did some things last summer, I won't tell a soul (Shh) Bitch, I'm hood, I'm not bougie Ass fat in my two-piece Rocks juicy like Hi-C Lil' nigga, don't try me Wanna fuck, ask nicely (Yeah) But the pussy too pricey (Yeah) Cop me diamonds, gotta ice me (Yeah) Yeah I know you wanna wife me (Yeah) Chanel fur, no top (Yeah) Rockin' the Birkin bag (Yeah) Feel like Lil Kim (Yeah) Swervin' in the Jag (Yeah) Chanel fur, no top (Yeah) Rockin' the Birkin bag (Yeah) Feel like Lil Kim (Yeah) Swervin' in the Jag (Yeah) Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve (Swerve) Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve (Swerve) Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve (Swerve) Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve

Ah, ah-ah, C-I-T-Y Ah, ah-ah, C-I-T-Y Ah, ah-ah, C-I-T-Y Ah, ah-ah Ah, ah, ah, ah It's time for the twerkulator It's time for the twerkulator I'ma shake what my mama gave me I'ma shake my money-maker It's time for the twerkulator It's time for the twerkulator It's time for the twerkulator It's time for the twerkulator (ayy) JT, I'm fly wit' it (I'm fly) C-I-T-Y wit' it (City Girls) Right cheek, left cheek wit' it (woo) Fun size, on fleek wit' it (uh) Slim thick, petite wit' it (I'm bad) G-wag with the key missing One time for my freak bitches (ayy, ayy) After hour, no sleep bitches (where y'all at?) When I get my freak on They throwin' money like Meech home (B.M.F.) When I do my dance (ayy) Money fight, these niggas throwin' bands (money fight) JT, I ain't playin' (I ain't playin') Lil' bitch, I'on want your man (fuck that nigga) But these rich niggas throwin' paper Now it's time for the twerkulator (back that ass up) It's time for the twerkulator It's time for the twerkulator I'ma shake what my mama gave me I'ma shake my money-maker It's time for the twerkulator It's time for the twerkulator It's time for the twerkulator It's time for the twerkulator Yung Miami, yeah, bitch, I'm from the city (Miami) I'm litty, diamonds drippy, eat my pussy, that's a quickie (ah) I'm twerkin', pussy poppin' like a Cuban bitch at tootsies (oww) I'm a City Girl, y'all bitches is some hoochies Don't stop, pop that (pop that) Pop that pussy on some Luke shit Fuck all of that cute shit Break it down for that loot, bitch (break it down) Uh, twerk-twerkulate That paper straight? I'ma twerkulate (ching-ching) At the after hours, we workin' late (ayy) Bad bitches on the paper chase It's time for the twerkulator It's time for the twerkulator I'ma shake what my mama gave me I'ma shake my money-maker It's time for the twerkulator It's time for the twerkulator It's time for the twerkulator It's time for the twerkulator Ah, ah-ah, C-I-T-Y Ah, ah-ah, C-I-T-Y Ah, ah-ah, that girl JT Ah, ah-ah, Yung Miami