Letra de Cupid Remix - 2rare

Oh, uh, aw yeah

Oh, come on

Aw yeah

Oh, aw yeah

Uh, come on, aw yeah

Uh-huh, uh, uh (Ayy, Smallz, is that you?)

I'm not the nigga you want

Ohh, I'm just being honest

Keep it a buck like Giannis

She treat me like a goddess

Tryna put it in your gu-u-ut

Bitch, I'm really tryna fu-u-uck

They'll kill 'em if they runnin' up

Like a DJ, need diamonds with my kutz

Oh-oh, oh, oh, oh

Dick from the back all in her spine

Oh-oh, oh, oh, oh

You ain't seein' no money, what the fuck, is you blind?

Ain't Patrick Mahomes, she chiefin'

I ain't Abraham, when is we linkin'?

We hit his hoe, Sharkiesha

Put a bag on his head if he thinkin' 'bout touchin' me

I got the Glock, back-back you up up off of me

She wanna fuck get off of me, sike, no

Come, come on, on me, uh, you horny, see?

All in your throat, come gargle me

If I'm lyin', I'm flyin', I ain't got no wings

And I'm not departin'

Bitch, I can call it

Split y'all both like a nice apartment

I ain't clockin' out 'cause my Glock be workin'

No, not a nine to five

We swingin' women like Barry Bonds

I like booty calls, I'm not Jamie Foxx

Fuck computer love, I'm not Best Buy

Like, move bitch, get out the way

Alphabet guns, G-locks and them Ks

Like, move bitch, we dont not play

With clippers, I'm tellin' you, we catchin' fades

Oh, no, no, we don't fight

This shit'll go left, better move right

She wanna see me, it's on sight

Tell her, "We fuckin' all night"

Oh-oh, oh, oh, oh

Dick from the back all in her spine

Oh-oh, oh, oh, oh

You ain't seein' no money, what the fuck, is you blind?

Ain't Patrick Mahomes, she chiefin'

I ain't Abraham, when is we linkin'?

We hit his hoe, Sharkiesha

Put a bag on his head if he thinkin' 'bout touchin' me

I got the Glock, back-back you up up off of me

She wanna fuck get off of me, sike, no

Come, come on, on me, uh, you horny, see?

All in your throat, come gargle me

If I'm lyin', I'm flyin', I ain't got no wings

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