SODA

Aye sis it's time to talk to shit
Let's get it nigga let's go
I'm a fem fantasy
Slup me up like Fanta
Got his hand between my legs
He must want some panther
Had to tell the driver fuck the party hit the crib
Soaking up the seats
I call that nigga mr pibb
Vvs' bouncing while we fucking like a light beam
Now I'm light headed from the dick
That's a pipe dream
When he put his tongue on my pussy that excite me
He said it's addicting just like coke yeah he so thirsty
All that nigga wanted is some throat but thats a no no
Gotta get my nut first baby like a coco
When I grip it tight I got that nigga in a chokehold
I got every flavor baby just call me ms faygo
Put his ass on payroll
He do what I say so
Real niggas like boss bitches if I say so
If his pockets dry
I tell that nigga he ain't man enough
If his pockets dry
I let him know that this ain't Canada
Bitch I'm raising temperatures
I gotta check these bitches
Bitch I'm raising prices yeah I gotta tax these bitches
Bitch I'm checking I.D.'s yeah I gotta stop these bitches
If she wanna try me
Guaranteed I'll buy these bitches
Sunny badd the baddest bitch don't act like you don't know me
He the mvp if he bag me cuz I'm a trophy
I'm a walking birkin
Bums bitches can not tote me
I'm the fucking captain
You ain't qualified to coach me
Don't even approach me
Why yo diamonds ghostly
I don't have a beard but they calling me the goatee
Stepping on they necks nine one one somebody's choking
I want my respect to be frank bitch I'm not asking
I looked at Philippe
I think it's time to to get my lick back
Pull up in a brink bulletproof like where the cash at
Pull up with no ceiling now they asking where the roof at
Fuck me with yo t-shirt ain't got no time for chit chat
Step ya motherfucking cookies up my nigga
Sunny the baddest popstar icon shit ya digg
Bitch