Correction Paroles My Booty Song (Dat Ass) par Call Me Karizma

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Yeah, now, you can take this song how you wanna
I made this song for...
Well, uh, just listen
Let me know what you think, alright

Y'all for starters never heard of ya b*t*h (sorry)
Flipping birdies like the [?] tits (woo)
Dirty, yeah, hurry up, murder your lips
With a kiss that kicks, like thirty [?]
I'm aggravated, but I had to play it smooth
Had to play to enter, then I had to pay for you
Come on, I'm a college kid now
Call it tics, call it quits, all you sit down
I'm three willy, free willy, when he feels like it
He's silly, he really likes to sit by ya (here)
And if you want to play, you can play anytime
Hit me with a 'hey' and you're basically mine
Doesn't matter the day, if it's raining or shine
I'm a bat, your thе cave and I'm hanging inside
I'm an overdosе lame
Hope you don't mind when I'm going insane for...

Dat ass, dat dat ass
White, black, fat or walk past
So be real, I talk a good game
By the way, what's your name, because you got
Dat ass, dat dat ass
White, black, fat or walk past
To be honest, you're the hottest in the room
But I got a good rhyme now I'm off to the booth like
I try to make a name for myself (try)
Aim for the stars, but I lay on the shelf
Amazing at spitting, days in commission
Say a few bars that you play in your kitchen
But all I want is a day where I'm sitting on stage as we rage, all your names on the listing
Run away with the babe, not a b*t*hing (not a b*t*h)
Have a few kids name em 'fame' and 'my vision'
'Cause that's all I care about now
Parents shout out that I'm scaring them, how (how, man?)
'Cause I swear and I'm tearing sh*t down
And I don't like money? I'm America's frown
Bang no girls (nah), sling no weed (no)
You hate your world, well you ain't no me
Because I'm under the curse that a wonderful verse that means nothing
You ask, and I wonder if he heard that

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