BoofPaxkMooky, 1600J - Abella Danger lyrics

You know what, I like sex, and I like fucking
I don't give a fuck
Hell yeah girlfriend,  I love sex girl
Its like the best thing
It is there's nothing better its the best
No, no, not not sex foreplay, foreplay
Hardcore pound fucking
(Niko) , that's the shit right there
Hell yeah, yo that's the only way to
Do it man, it's that boom, boom boom man
I know but there's a
Difference between making love

He back on that same shit
Fast car I lane switch
Why you fuckin' on that lame bitch?
Got ten hoes in my damn crib
She said she want my kids
Fuck that hoe, yeah I did

Got a pistol in my closet oh, I’m riding
Hit his ass in his noggin
Know a couple niggas be plottin'
Lay him down, in a coffin
Trap house, where I clock in

He back on his same shit
Fast car, I lane switch
Why you fuckin' on that lame bitch?
Go, she said she want my kids
Fuck that hoe, yeah I did
Run up on me, you tried it

Oh, who that on my phone?
Leave me alone, nah i don’t got time
She say she love you but, she lied
You ain’t gone ride, no

They wanted some disco or
Somethin' like that
And that shit was so good though, I
Mean he was fucking fingering me
He was suckin' on my tit's
I was like "Keep going boy"
Man, and we was ripping each others hair out
We was kissing so hard, our lips were busting
I was like

Yeah, I might just hit up Abella
She my Cinderella you try me, you get wet up
I just pulled up with the cheddar
Say that she love me, I’m fed up
I just been chasin' the cheddar

Go, fast car, I lane switch
Why you fucking on that lame bitch?
She said I’m dangerous
Tec on me, I’m aimin' it
Run up on me, I’m bangin' it (Huh)

I tell her hop in my car
She said I’m going too fast
I said we going too far
I can take you out to Mars
Told yo nigga he’ll see you tomorrow
Feel like OVO, 'cause I’m wit the stars
Yeah, my diamonds shine in the dark hold up
Sipping that lean I don’t fuck with the bars
I get bands, ha
At the Bando, finna go to the top
Fuck around, man yo bitch gimme top
Fuck around, shoot that boy wit the Glock
100 rounds, when I’m shooting my shot
Trapping, out, the spot when it’s hot