305 LICK (Explicit) - 릴체리 (Lil Cherry)/GOLDBUUDA
Composed by:Lil Cherry/GOLDBUUDA/Dakshood/YTG
Please don't forget it
Yuh please
Please don't forget it
Vitamin C
Choppin dem T-bone New York steak
Yuh I see yo b***h gon pleased
Coppin that smoke dat lit
Ya woo yo b***h gon sneeze
I got dem choppa on dem benz
My bae she wanting dat stick
My goons getting all dem tatts
Stacking em up blits on blits
Hit dat thang s**t yuh yo bliss on bliss
Lickin my ear woo yuh clits on clits
Why you wanna go 123
Talk bout that jit mightbe work with police
Tutufa trigger on dat heat
Raised in 305 we gon hit dat lick
I see the demon in your eye b wit the clicka bout to goof
And I'ma die before I see it
But I still keep a silent rule
You the Rico wit the roof
I ain't got no signals in my booth
Yuh please
Please don't forget it
Your love on me-e
That's what I didn't tell her
Your love on me-e
That's what I didn't tell her
It's all on me-e-e
That's what I didn't tell her
It's all on me-e-e
That's what I didn't tell her
Put it on high Put it on gee Put it on ai ai 옹
Put it on high Put it on gee Put it on ai ai 옹
Put it on Put it on Put it on ai ai 옹
Put it on Put it on 푸딩 옹 ai ai 옹
I see the demon in your eye b wit the clicka bout to goof
And I'ma die before I see it
But I still keep a silent rule
You the Rico wit the roof
I ain't got no signals in my booth
Yuh please
Please don't forget it
Don't forget it
Yuh please
Please don't forget it
Yuh please
Please don't forget it
Vitamin C
Choppin dem T-bone New York steak
Yuh I see yo b***h gon pleased
Coppin that smoke dat lit
Ya woo yo b***h gon sneeze
I got dem choppa on dem benz
My bae she wanting dat stick
My goons getting all dem tatts
Stacking em up blits on blits
Hit dat thang s**t yuh yo bliss on bliss
Lickin my ear woo yuh clits on clits
Why you wanna go 123
Talk bout that jit might be with the police
Tutufa trigger on dat heat
Raised in 305 we gon hit dat lick
Lookin' at your neck
You're a sell out huh
Lookin' at your neck
You're a sell out huh
You gone run
You gone run
You gone run by the book
Couldn't sell out huh
You gone run
You gone run by the book
Couldn't sell out huh
Choppin dem T-bone New York steak
Yuh I see yo b***h gon pleased
Coppin that smoke dat lit
Ya woo yo b***h gon sneeze
I got dem choppa on dem benz
My bae she wanting dat stick
My goons getting all dem tatts
Stacking em up blits on blits
Hit dat thang s**t yuh yo bliss on bliss
Lickin my ear woo yuh clits on clits
Why you wanna go 123
Talk bout that jit might be with the police
Tutufa trigger on dat heat
Raised in 305 we gon hit dat lick