Correction Paroles Throw It Back par Hoodrich Pablo Juan

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She throwin' it back, back, back
(Yeah, eat it up, Champ, eat it up)

Bring out the racks, she breakin' her back
Hit from the back, she throwin' it back (She throwin' it back, back, back)
I bought her the bag, it full of the racks
[?], that pu**y too wet
She puttin' in work, she [?] skirt
I just popped a Perc, it better work
But after we f**k, she gettin' kicked out
And it's only right I tell her first
I wanna f**k her, the way that she twerk (The way that she ooh)
That pu**y get wet and I'm makin' it squirt (Ooh)
Your b*t*h missin', it's an amber alert (That's an amber alert)
She leavin' for me wit' bands in her purse
That back is on my brain
Feelin' like a slave when she yankin' on my chain
And she know I'm doggin' that pu**y, great dane (Yeah)

Yeah, I would if I could, I'd f**k you everyday
You got good pu**y (You got good pu**y) but you still can't be my main
When I f**k her from the back, I slap that ass wit' my chain
I be shoppin' in L.A, all my jeans Balmain (Jeans Balmain)
When I walk in, make it rain
And she get naked, I can't take it
Give me that pu**y, I'ma rape it
Baby, just give me your love
You feelin' empty [?] fillin' you up
Girl, just hop in, get in my ride, put this d**k in your guts
I'ma start off slow when you ride 'cause this sh*t can get rough
Ain't no playin' no games, I'ma beat it out the frame, as long as you know
And I'on sugarcoat sh*t, as soon as I come then you gotta go

Bring out the racks, she breakin' her back
Hit from the back, she throwin' it back (She throwin' it back, back, back)
I bought her the bag, it full of the racks
[?], that pu**y too wet
She puttin' in work, she [?] skirt
I just popped a Perc, it better work
But after we f**k, she gettin' kicked out
And it's only right I tell her first
I wanna f**k her, the way that she twerk (The way that she ooh)
That pu**y get wet and I'm makin' it squirt (Ooh)
Your b*t*h missin', it's an amber alert (That's an amber alert)
She leavin' for me wit' bands in her purse
That back is on my brain
Feelin' like a slave when she yankin' on my chain
And she know I'm doggin' that pu**y, great dane (Yeah)

Baby, come sit down on this wood like a church b*t*h (Like a church b*t*h)
Throw it back and I'ma pop that pu**y like a Perc ten (Like a Perc ten)
She got on the top like she on the [?] go to work then (Go to work then)
She was already wet, she not dry when I put it in
Pulled out, I bust it on her face, she got good skin
f**kin' her off prescriptions
Got on the pole, strip
That ass just right, I'ma grip it
Drip it, I'm on them drugs, trippin'

Bring out the racks, she breakin' her back
Hit from the back, she throwin' it back (She throwin' it back, back, back)
I bought her the bag, it full of the racks
[?], that pu**y too wet
She puttin' in work, she [?] skirt
I just popped a Perc, it better work
But after we f**k, she gettin' kicked out
And it's only right I tell her first
I wanna f**k her, the way that she twerk (The way that she ooh)
That pu**y get wet and I'm makin' it squirt (Ooh)
Your b*t*h missin', it's an amber alert (That's an amber alert)
She leavin' for me wit' bands in her purse
That back is on my brain
Feelin' like a slave when she yankin' on my chain
And she know I'm doggin' that pu**y, great dane (Dive in that pu**y)
Yeah

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