Cupcake کے بول

Rx (Uh-huh) (Come on now, you know when I'm coming, woah) Rico, Kenny (um) We cut off your whiskers, mister Ain't no hurt, she just pistol kiss ya (mwah) She outside, I forgot to list her (uh-huh) Let him in 'cause his tongue a twister (a twister) Bitch keep on biting, I Michael Vick her (hey) I name my price, I ain't talkin' Fisher, woah (let's go) Stomp where the pedal be, don't show no empathy I was tryna drop for y'all, they wasn't letting me I Marc a bitch out, I'm feeling heavenly (hey) Tried to cut off my legs, they ain't know I'm a centipede You bark and no bite, when I bite, my shit venomous Wanted the swag, so you came to a specialist Pretty girl county, the best are from Maryland I been myself, I don't do the embellishing They gotta suck on a dick to stay relevant, what? (Uh-huh) Pockets cupcake, confetti (uh-huh) My seats are red, spaghetti (yeah) Lookin' cunt, yes, I know I'm his fetish (uh-huh) They say don't let the hate stop you, how could I let it? (Uh-huh) My box heart shape, Nirvana Like a virgin, Madonna Lookin' cunt, yes, I know I'm his fetish They say don't let the hate stop you, how could I let it? (Uh-huh) She don't got fans, she just got bots My palms is itching, you pick at your crotch Peel your potato, turn you to a tot Ain't making no moves, you wake up and rot My whip got a horse, but it do not trot It came with some Bs, don't cover the sock He gon' give me head, this nigga a pot Get him out the picture, I'm not scared to crop (uh-huh, Rx) Big knots in my pocket, I'm your big homie for real Ai-ain't shit cheap about my body, gotta pay to cop a feel Can't clock shit while you pocket watchin', go and pay a bill And I can't chit-chat with no rats, I'ma squish 'em if they squeal (uh-huh) Pockets cupcake, confetti My seats are red, spaghetti (yeah, what?) I'm lookin' cunt, yes, I know I'm his fetish They say don't let the hate stop you, how could I let it? (Uh-huh) My box heart shape, Nirvana Like a virgin, Madonna Lookin' cunt, yes, I know I'm his fetish They say don't let the hate stop you, how could I let it? (Uh-huh) Pockets cupcake, confetti My seats are red, spaghetti (they said we ain't holdin' back no more, right?) I'm his fetish, how could I let it? My box heart shape, Nirvana Like a virgin, Madonna (I need them fuck-niggas to get out the way right now, hello?) Uh-huh Uh-huh Uh-huh Rx