Testo Rodeo - YG feat. Chris Brown & Tyga
Testo della canzone Rodeo (YG feat. Chris Brown & Tyga), tratta dall'album My Life 4Hunnid
Oh-oh, oh, oh, oh
Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh-uh, uh, uh, uh
Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I hit it in the back of the Benz-o
Won't play game with you, no Nintendo
I hit the G-spot, make a chick go
YG, 400, he a nympho
I like real ass with dimples
She got pride lil' hottie, tell you "N-O"
I took it slow, I go gentle
Baby like it more when it's lit, though (yeah)
I like when shawty get mental
Real freak, she a Sag', I'm a Scorpio
Wanna dip, wanna glide inside you
And she know it stretch out like Limo
And you know I got a fetish for them toes
And I'm in it right now, what you waitin' for?
So sweet like Cheerio
And you know whole lot of women, my scenario (uh)
My AKA Lil' Daddy
Tattoo my name, you can have me
I got the steppers in the backseat
I'm a rapper, when I'm in it I'm an athlete
I had you runnin' like a track meet
I had you givin' up the addy
I had you bustin' it, touchin' it, rubbin' it, lovin' it
Ooh, you nasty
Ayy, ayy, you been invited
Gangster party, get excited, get some thottie
So erotic, can you ride it?
Body count, what's the mileage?
A1, draped up, Hennessy, red cup
Ass down, face up, that's the way she like it
Show your freaky side, from behind on all fours
Feed my appetite, and make me want more
I know you like joyridin' on me
Girl, don't be shy, joyride on me, yeah, yeah (ayy)
I know you ain't finished yet
We need to move from the floor to the bed
Gotta back it up everyway you say (ayy)
Put my tongue between your legs
Baby, please excuse my hands
I wanna touch you everywhere (ayy)
I'm a bachelor, lookin' for a partner
Keep makin' it easy, you gon' get me harder (woo)
I do anything to swim in your water
Givin' you them backstrokes
Girl, do what daddy taught ya
Show your freaky side, from behind on all fours
Feed my appetite, and make me want more
I know you like joyridin' on me
Girl, don't be shy, joyride on me, yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah
Hit it from the back, we slow dance
Hit it from the front, we hold hands
She get on top, she pole dance
We 'on't even kiss, no romance
We 'on't even date, we close friends
Hit it to some rap and some slow jams
Had her like, "Damn, damn, damn"
Ass down
Hit it from the back, hit it from the front
Draped up, Hennessy, red cup
Hit it from the back (back, back, back, back, ba-ba-back)
Hit it from the-
Ass down, face up, that's the way she like it
Show your freaky side, from behind on all fours
Feed my appetite, and make me want more
I know you like joyridin' on me
Girl, don't be shy, joyride on me, yeah, yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Quincy D. Jones, Leon Ware, Stanley J. Richardson, Christopher Maurice Brown, Michael Stevenson, Luther Roderick Campbell, Christopher Wong Won, Keenon Daquan Ray Jackson, David P. Hobbs, Elijah Blue Molina, Michael Ross, Bruce Carleton Fisher
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