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Lyrics : Mood Swings (Ajani Benitez Version)

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Shorty a lil’ baddie
Shorty my lil' boo thing
And shorty got the fatty
Shorty be catching mood swings
Every time I f**k without a rubber
I nutted on the covers
And I kept it undercover
'Cause I don’t kiss and tell

Every time I f**k, she call me daddy
My lil' mama nasty
I see that pu**y through the panties
She taste like candy
She a queen, like Nefertiti
Uh oh, my lil' mama so damn pretty
And we be shoppin' through the city
I gave you keys to the Bentle

Get off your knees, you don't gotta cry to me
I'm your best friend, baby, you don't gotta lie
I'll get you everything that you want and that you need from Chanel to Celine
It’s on you to decide
Valentino, yeah, I put you in the best
Start liftin’ up your dress, start kissin' on your neck
Start suckin’ on your nipple, start massagin' your breasts
I ain't wanna give you a baby just yet, so I backed out and nutted on your breasts
I put you in an Uber and sent you to the Bay
The very next day, you walked up to the tapes
You pulled up to the crib and we did it again

Shorty a lil' baddie
Shorty my lil’ boo thing
And shorty got the fatty
Shorty be catching mood swings
Every time I f**k without a rubber
I nutted on the covers
And I kept it undercover
'Cause I don't kiss and tell

Yo' shorty, I'ma hold it down
I won't kiss and tell, but it's a couple things you gotta know by now
New patek and I gave you keys to the Bentley
And then you tryna blow me now
In a percocet mood, you quit [?]
Stories about you made drugs and it was goin' down
Know you cleaned up before the rehab, you was mean as f**k
I was dead broke, I'm from the mud, but now my team is up
And if a n***a try to stop me, I got my heater up
Real n***as only meet with us
So don't come up to me and Pop with that bullsh*t
If you was an opp with that bullsh*t
Meet you [?]
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Shorty a lil' baddie
Shorty my lil' boo thing
And shorty got the fatty
Shorty be catching mood swings
Every time I f**k without a rubber
Uh oh, I nutted on the covers
And I kept it undercover
'Cause I don't kiss and tell