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Sanatçı: Jerome Farah

albüm: Concrete Jungle Fever


(I'm gonna buy some love charms)
(To get you in my arms)
(I'm gonna betcha, I'm gonna getcha)
(With my love)
Y'all know that's no Pokémon
Tryna be the one when I'm out for them all
Better line up for the fucked up 'fro
Better hut one, better hut two
Light skin, white ranger
With a nine gauge shorty and a lightsaber
Got a dick with a cape, and an S on the vest
So they tryna put a ring on my ninth finger
Bitch, I ain't no housewife, bad dogs outside
I belong to the streets, and I know you still down to ride
'Cause you got concrete jungle fever
Got that concrete jungle fever
Got that concrete jungle fever
Got that concrete jungle fever
Bitch, I ain't no housewife, bad dogs outside
I belong to the streets, and I know you still down to ride
'Cause you got concrete jungle fever
Got that concrete jungle fever
Got that concrete jungle fever
Got that concrete jungle fever
Ooh, ooh, this ain't been official
But the friendship beneficial
Ooh, that ain't gonna be no issue
'Cause y'all know what that dick do
Oh, got a bitch salivating
Ooh, all her side niggers outdated
Ooh, filling my, filling my plate up
Ooh, y'all know what that dick do
Gotta clean up aisle six
This bitch need a bucket and a mop and a bib
When the wap drip-drip for the popular kid
Bug they addicted to what my dick do, what?
I'm gonna pull up skirt
Then I'm gonna pull up the skirt
Then we gonna work to the bed go
Bitch, I ain't no housewife, bad dogs outside
I belong to the streets, and I know you still down to ride
'Cause you got concrete jungle fever
Got that concrete jungle fever
Got that concrete jungle fever
Got that concrete jungle fever
Bitch, I ain't no housewife, bad dogs outside
I belong to the streets, and I know you still down to ride
'Cause you got concrete jungle fever
Got that concrete jungle fever
Got that concrete jungle fever
Got that concrete jungle fever
Ooh, ooh
Had the D once, now they want it for keeps
But they never put a muzzle on me, ooh
Tryna keep a diggy dog-dog on a leash
But a dog, he belongs on the streets
I'ma take a bitch to the jungle
Tryna find out what the trunk do, ooh
Tryna vibrate like bamboo, ooh
This that, this that, this that doggy dog world
And I'm a motherfucking Pitbull
You gonna be my Scooby snack
When you find out what that dick do
I'm gonna pull up skirt
Then we gonna pull up the skirt
Then we gonna work to the bed go
Bitch, I ain't no housewife, bad dogs outside
I belong to the streets, and I know you still down to ride
'Cause you got concrete jungle fever
Got that concrete jungle fever
Got that concrete jungle fever
Got that concrete jungle fever
Bitch, I ain't no housewife, bad dogs outside
I belong to the streets, and I know you still down to ride
'Cause you got concrete jungle fever
Got that concrete jungle fever
Got that concrete jungle fever
Got that concrete jungle fever
Oh, that's so nice of you
Oh, that's so nice of you
Oh-oh-oh, that's so nice
That's so nice of you

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