Testo Simply - DeJ Loaf
Testo della canzone Simply (DeJ Loaf), tratta dall'album Sell Sole II
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Strawberries and whipped cream
Drip like, simply
Said he wanna fuck me 'til I'm pissy
Can't believe this shit like Ripley
I can't run away, he gon' whip me
Dick too good, can't keep my distance
Free as a bird
But he fucked me like he been in prison for years, yeah (Whoa)
We fuck on the table, no frontin' the bill
He said "I know you, ooh-ooh, can get nasty"
So flex up like you do gymnastics
Face in the pillow, tryna look back at it, ayy
Turned into a bad habit, yeah, turned into a bad habit
Tell me that it's mine when I grab it
Tryna take as much as I can, gotta take an intermission
Said, "Nah, I can't risk it," said, "Nah, I can't risk it"
Used to have a fence with the picket, I opened up my gift
He got an obsession, can't put down that fit
Got the perfect rhyme, got the perfect tits
We do sixty-nine, I like that you don't tell shit
He creep me from behind, sit on his nose, it smell like roses
Yeah, slowly strokin'
I'm his favorite drug, I can't overdose him
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm his favorite girl, I can't overdose him (I can't do that)
Yeah-yeah, yeah (Can't give you too much)
I can overdose him
Strawberries and whipped cream
Drip like, simply
Said he wanna fuck me 'til I'm pussy
Can't believe this shit like Ripley
I can't run away, he gon' whip me
Dick too good, can't keep my distance
Free as a bird
But he fucked me like he been in prison for years, yeah
We fuck on the table, no frontin' the bill
He said "I know you, ooh-ooh, can get nasty"
So flex up like you do gymnastics
Face in the pillow, tryna look back at it, ayy (Yeah, woah)
Tell her, "Look back at it"
I know when she talk to me and moans, like, "Daddy"
And you know I am not braggin', but the world know I'm havin'
You do a split right on it, then I buy your ass a Patek
I ain't even know it, that I'm closure, had a fatty
And I swear she got that water, almost drowned, but I ain't panic
And I'm from the North side, got a couple killers on the west side
And she tell me that she love me
But I think she love all the neck, ice
Okay, in my mind I'm like, "Yeah, aight"
I don't say nothin', 'cause the neck right
Yes, she ride all on my dick, like a new whip, this a test-ride
And I might buy your girl a 'Rari so I can speed up her sex drive
I remember when she used to text high
Now she text me, "You the right size"
Strawberries and whipped cream
Drip like, simply
Said he wanna fuck me 'til I'm pussy
Can't believe this shit like Ripley
I can't run away, he gon' whip me
Dick too good, can't keep my distance
Free as a bird
But he fucked me like he been in prison for years, yeah
We fuck on the table, no frontin' the bill
He said "I know you can get nasty"
So flex up like you do gymnastics
Face in the pillow, tryna look back at it, ayy
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Writer(s): Deja Monet Trimble
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