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• Artiste: Taffy
• Titre: Feeling On My Body
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Feelin' on my body while he rub up on my titties Call me Mrs. Taffy, baby, he show up and get the business (damn) I ain't Nicki Minaj, but I make his bed rock And he be drillin' on my body and I knock up off his socks I bend over, he throw dollars and I make this ass rumble I be shakin' left to right, so you know that nigga fumble (woo-hoo) Swear I hate a broke ho, swear all they do is mumble When I run up in her shit, she don't do shit but call her mama (damn, damn) If I give you a chance, is you gon' take it? When Taffy hit the state, she know them pockets, I'ma break 'em I got the crowd goin' crazy, screamin', "Taffy, baby" I'm shakin' ass, damn, "Taffy, baby, Taffy, baby" But all I know is Hit 'em with that flex, hit 'em with that flex, yo' nigga is next Bitch, he cuttin' checks, that's why you be stressed Hoes lookin' hella pressed, messy in they fits Damn, they cheap as shit Linin' hoes up like they takin' flicks Dog yo' nigga out, you gotta know I love a heat (just eat it up) Pillow talkin' to these hoes, she wanna beef, but I'ma feed her And I never need a nigga, get what I want straight to the neck When I push up, come correct, or watch me hit 'em with that flex Hit 'em with that flex, hit 'em with that flex Hit 'em with that, hit 'em with that (let's go) We on that, bangin' down yo' door And I told you come correct, now we at yo neck E-way slidin', E-way doin' the dash and you know we up the score Taffy pop it, shake it, twerk it Slow up the beat now Taffy twirl This a bad bitch link up From Taffy Land to PLUTO World This a bad bitch link up (five) From Taffy Land to PLUTO World (four) This a bad bitch link up (three, two) From Taffy Land to PLUTO World (one) When I pop out, hide yo' ho, nigga I'm so flexed up in this bitch, I pulled a muscle hittin' 'em (damn, damn, damn) I'm so flexed up, spinnin' the Benz, I damn near bent the rim (uh) Call it drip, can't catch a flick, Taffy frost up the lens I got the whole world shakin', even Asians, I might persuade 'em I love me some Miss Asia, that's my dawg, ain't no debatin' (that's my fuckin' dawg) Taffy skin tone proper, in his pockets and I'm just choppin' Bitch, I flip shit, Junior Whopper Taffy the element, fuck copper Mmm, bitch, I'm nutritiously delicious (yes) One hit of this Taffy, he get to shakin' and scratchin' an inchin' Taffy is his fetish, so he come off that fetish Damn, I'm hot and super ready, ready to get it on in a second (so I) Hit 'em with that flex, hit 'em with that flex, yo' nigga is next Bitch, he cuttin' checks, that's why you be stressed Hoes lookin' hella pressed, messy in they fits Damn, they cheap as shit Linin' hoes up like they takin' flicks (woo-hoo)