Breakdown (A.R.M. Boogie) Songtext
von A.R.M.
Breakdown (A.R.M. Boogie) Songtext
It′s that BK prissy princess
Oh my fitness, mind your business
I'm so precious, also vicious
It′s that breakdown, so you better listen
Black Benz, so galactic
Humble drip on my left wrist
Wet lips on my breast's
Can't fuck with him if he a sexist
Big thong for that big clit
Carry on for that quick trip
Nine Double M, full clip
′Case a nigga ever try to test it
Answers, test it
My hustle is a door, so they can knock it
Cash-app, invest it
If you think I′ma sit on that big dick
Hoes mad 'cause they bald head
Got no bread like a step sis
I′m happy and nappy, you pressed, sis
You bitches is pressed, no mattress
Body soft, Tempur-Pedic
Boogies never sweat the penis
He ain't know how to treat it
So I told him, "Michael Jackson beat it"
Make me eat it, he wanna raw breed it
Fem queen with a fetus, my insides is a secret
Ripley, believe it
Chicago, vintage
DR Beaches
Carta, my features
First class, frequent
I flip it, then I freak it
It′s that BK, prissy princess
Oh my fitness, mind your business
I'm so precious, also vicious
It′s that breakdown, so you better listen
(You ready?)
(Let's go, let's get it)
I ain′t wanna have to clock in, so I had to lock the block in
Niggas spooking, tryna clock me
I′ma knock a nigga in the Noggin
Pocket green like a goblin
Sweep bitch, get to mopping
Four clips to the chest, one to the dome, have the nigga dropping
Hit a bitch with my pump, hit her with the fashion, now she gagging
Link up with the girls, hop in the whip, then we hit the block-spin
I ain't never been an option
′Cause I know the pussy popping
Milly rocking while we're fucking
No hands, had me nutting
Make him empty out the bucket
On Rowdy, it′s nothing
Oh my fitness, mind your business
I'm so precious, also vicious
It′s that breakdown, so you better listen
Black Benz, so galactic
Humble drip on my left wrist
Wet lips on my breast's
Can't fuck with him if he a sexist
Big thong for that big clit
Carry on for that quick trip
Nine Double M, full clip
′Case a nigga ever try to test it
Answers, test it
My hustle is a door, so they can knock it
Cash-app, invest it
If you think I′ma sit on that big dick
Hoes mad 'cause they bald head
Got no bread like a step sis
I′m happy and nappy, you pressed, sis
You bitches is pressed, no mattress
Body soft, Tempur-Pedic
Boogies never sweat the penis
He ain't know how to treat it
So I told him, "Michael Jackson beat it"
Make me eat it, he wanna raw breed it
Fem queen with a fetus, my insides is a secret
Ripley, believe it
Chicago, vintage
DR Beaches
Carta, my features
First class, frequent
I flip it, then I freak it
It′s that BK, prissy princess
Oh my fitness, mind your business
I'm so precious, also vicious
It′s that breakdown, so you better listen
(You ready?)
(Let's go, let's get it)
I ain′t wanna have to clock in, so I had to lock the block in
Niggas spooking, tryna clock me
I′ma knock a nigga in the Noggin
Pocket green like a goblin
Sweep bitch, get to mopping
Four clips to the chest, one to the dome, have the nigga dropping
Hit a bitch with my pump, hit her with the fashion, now she gagging
Link up with the girls, hop in the whip, then we hit the block-spin
I ain't never been an option
′Cause I know the pussy popping
Milly rocking while we're fucking
No hands, had me nutting
Make him empty out the bucket
On Rowdy, it′s nothing
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