Skeamz - Gotta Type lyrics

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Skeamz - Gotta Type lyrics

Yeah I gotta type n***as testing me she's on the roof and gonna snipe She roll my swishers right, stewardess upon my flight That p**y real tight and we do it every night I said yeah i gotta type She put her make-up on and her gloves before she fight She never aim at me just the n***as in our way Predator today and that p**y is my prey Lord knows that i don't play Cook the beef up something like a gammaray Dragon that you can't slay, spit fire with what I say Kickin sh** everyday, think I'm in the Lin Kuel She KO'd but OK Get your beauty rest write this rhyme while you lay No mind games from bae, and she never M.I.A Independent she can pay, make the sign for MJ Don't need my bankroll, hands on her ankles Don't rock the same clothes, p**y a bangel Far from basic, she ride and race it Give dope dick she still wanna lace it She can take it, no longer vacant She like p**y, kiss me i taste it Test me i'll ace it, time can't waste it When we cut she wanna to tape it Counting my work out, push weight for a work out She never curk out, f** what you heard bout Love me in her mouth, clean when I go south She on the pill and still bring dem perks out Almost pa**ed out, shawty one my side When it's do or die, she let the lambas fly Between him and god Never snitch if there's homicide Between her thighs where I go inside I Olympic dive, Then we coincide Cum after she arrive I'm a bird who fly call me Mordecai Tell her say goodnite to the bad guy She a Slip n' Slide that i Pulverize Hop off my dick she calling 5s I'm a pimp she ride, so I'm modified This b**h is a different breed You ain't never seen what's up in them jeans Supreme taste like whip cream And roleplays when she gets mean Blow trees when we kissing And throw it back if she hits me Let's Tour world like some gypsies And like to twerk when she tipsy This b**h teach me new moves Have an attitude when there's a blue moon That p**y like a whirlpool And that brain game like a typhoon Black with racks Imma Raccoon Sing on my hook you on iTunes We going on a trip soon Not to Cancun like did shrooms You could be my baby moms See this going somewhere like TomToms On my team with palm palms Hot kitchen cooking that Wonton Eye Candy so I Life Saver Come through now and later A star player I won't trade her Make sweat at her equator Skywalker gave her lightsaber Call me daddy like Darth Vader Brought me cookies you a neighbor My missle had to invade her After war we signed a treaty On her a** like graffiti Get the itis when I'm done eating Keep competing for some reason Not one treson Just bun beating she conceding We gun squeezing It's cum season matched uneven k**ed the p**y ain't done grieving Resurrect her ain't done pleasing Finish her just completing She soak the bed then I'm leaving