lirik lagu chow lee – wizzas in paris
[chorus: chow lee]
you’re ass got fatter than last time
miami been treating you well
my racks got fatter than last time (yup)
you can thank td and wells (alright)
she asking me my occupation (work)
i told her, “i live for the thrill” (okay)
she want me to finger that p~ssy
ling ling did good on my nails
ass so fat wanna grab it
ass so fat wanna grab it
come ride this d~ck like a brabus (skrrt)
if your friend wants work you can add her (huh)
add her, add her, add her
add her, add her, add her
i got enough d~ck, it don’t matter
[interlude: chow lee]
i got enough d~ck, it don’t matter (yup)
i got enough d~ck, it don’t matter (yup)
i got enough d~ck for you, her, and her
i do it with passion
[verse 1: swoosh god]
that ass fat and you know it (yup)
when you in them jean, you don’t even show it
hit from the back, i lovе how you throw it (yup)
thumb in your crack, i feel like i’m bowling
when you suck that d~ck, i love how you blow it (yup)
makе my d~ck bigger, could say that you grow it
it was giving [?], the way that you rode it (yup)
sh~t not a game but that p~ssy control it
forgot to pull out, was too caught in the moment (yup)
i was in that p~ssy, but i was so up in that [?] i was inside the ocean (yup)
this sh~t is wet as f~ck in here
know you got the fat ass
when i first met you i swear that sh~t wasn’t there
at first i was scared to pop out with you
but it got to a point where i don’t f~cking care
[verse 2: lonny love]
look
said that you love me, ain’t hear it on purpose
making it clear ’cause i know that you worth it
calling you s~xy, not scratching the surface (woah)
i only f~ck on that b~tches with her so (woah)
[?] k!lling you just for a murder (what else?)
b~tch know i’m drunk in the spot with my shirt off (what else?)
jump in the ash’ and i skrrt off
really a demon in h~ll where the [?]
f~ck that b~tch from the back with her skirt up
lets go (woah)
[?] us both so you know how to burn love (woah)
[verse 3: cash cobain]
yeah i know
can i touch? can i poke? (yup)
if i put my d~ck up can you tote?
can you treat my d~ck just like a blunt that you smoke? (yup)
when you arch it, does it grow?
do you want me or you want the road? (yup)
i promise you won’t get exposed
~rg~sm b~tch, you got us both (yup)
can i grab it? can i have it?
is it real? is it made out of plastic? (yup)
bbl, or you got them pads in?
it doesn’t matter to me, i’m just asking (yup)
the way that you make my d~ck stretch, its elastic (yup)
when i first hit it, that was classic
i had a condom but it was just [?]
[bridge: cash cobain]
i know
i will
i want to
i want to, i want to, ah
[chorus: chow lee]
you’re ass got fatter than last time
miami been treating you well
my racks got fatter than last time (yup)
you can thank td and wells (alright)
she asking me my occupation
i told her, “i live for the thrill” (okay)
she want me to finger that p~ssy
ling ling did good on my nails
ass so fat wanna grab it
ass so fat wanna grab it
come ride this d~ck like a brabus (skrrt)
if your friend wants work you can add her (huh)
add her, add her, add her
add her, add her, add her
i got enough d~ck, it don’t matter
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