CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Wild Thoughts Freestyle
Yeah, uh
Wet dreams of me bustin’ out my jeans
He’s seen a couple pics, now he want me on the team
And I could give it to him like a f**kin’ movie scene
If he get down on his knees, I might let him play the league, uh
The creole mami, the H-Town hottie
Young Tina Snow, but you can call me the Stalli
Put a line through these b*t*hes
I’m killin’, I keep a tally
Do my damn thing, then walk up on ‘em like Sally
‘Cause none of these b*t*hes is workin’ like Megan, nata
I’m rapping circles around these b*t*hes like the muchata
And b*t*hes hollerin’ ‘bout they the realest
I’m like nuh-uh
I walk up on ‘em, like b*t*h whassup
Now they no habla
‘Cause I’m f**kin’ hot, and these b*t*hes ain’t
I keep my nose up like these b*t*hes stank
I’m makin’ all the moves that these b*t*hes can’t
And yo’ man is a trick, b*t*h, he is the bank
Panties edible for when he eat the cake
He waitin’ outside when I pull up late
I do it in my videos, just how he picture me
Bet your boyfriend thinkin’ I’m the bomb diggity
Listening to me freestyles, wishing he could get to me
b*t*h, I am colder than a mothaf**kin’ wildebeest
I put it on your mouth and make it drip down on your chest piece
Only way I do could make it this sexy
Wet dreams of me bustin’ out my jeans
He’s seen a couple pics, now he want me on the team
And I could give it to him like a f**kin’ movie scene
If he get down on his knees, I might let him play the league, uh
The creole mami, the H-Town hottie
Young Tina Snow, but you can call me the Stalli
Put a line through these b*t*hes
I’m killin’, I keep a tally
Do my damn thing, then walk up on ‘em like Sally
‘Cause none of these b*t*hes is workin’ like Megan, nata
I’m rapping circles around these b*t*hes like the muchata
And b*t*hes hollerin’ ‘bout they the realest
I’m like nuh-uh
I walk up on ‘em, like b*t*h whassup
Now they no habla
‘Cause I’m f**kin’ hot, and these b*t*hes ain’t
I keep my nose up like these b*t*hes stank
I’m makin’ all the moves that these b*t*hes can’t
And yo’ man is a trick, b*t*h, he is the bank
Panties edible for when he eat the cake
He waitin’ outside when I pull up late
I do it in my videos, just how he picture me
Bet your boyfriend thinkin’ I’m the bomb diggity
Listening to me freestyles, wishing he could get to me
b*t*h, I am colder than a mothaf**kin’ wildebeest
I put it on your mouth and make it drip down on your chest piece
Only way I do could make it this sexy
