Ayesha Erotica - Yummy lyrics

Ayesha Erotica

[Ayesha Erotica - Yummy lyrics]

Tummy full of edible gummies
I'm feeling yummy
Juicy tracksuit whenever I'm feeling bummy
Big heels, got the Pleasers
I'm pleasing 'em, something funny
Baby Phat jizz rag whenever
He's feeling cummy
Yeah, you bucktooth Beckies can't
Rhyme for shit
Heard your record and your lines
Sound just like his
See, the difference me and you, bitch
My shit hit's you're a size too big, bitch
And my shit fit's
I'm the First Lady of Juicy Couture
Got a little cash now, so the skirt is Dior
And my lips look just like Amanda Lepore's
Now the kids out screaming
"You were better before"
Before what? Bitch still snorting away
Still sipping Red Bull, 'bout a gallon a day
Still rocking chinchilla knowing I didn’t pay
Drop-top pink coupe, bitch, get
Out of my way, ayy

Tummy full of edible gummies
I'm feeling yummy
Tum tum tummy full of edible gummies
I'm feeling yummy
I'm feeling, I'm feeling yummy
I'm feeling, I'm feeling yummy
Tum tum tummy full of edible gummies
I'm feeling yummy, yummy
Tummy full of edible gummies
I'm feeling yummy
Tum tum tummy full of edible gummies
I'm feeling yummy
I'm feeling, I'm feeling yummy
I'm feeling, I'm feeling yummy
Tum tum tummy full of edible gummies
I'm feeling yummy

Yeah, big purse with the rhinestone buckle
Keep a pink stun gun just
In case I’m in trouble double double, yeah
They asking for the fries on the side
But I never take 'em home unless
It's eyes on the ride
Run with cokeheads, yeah they rock my threads
Let 'em spend the night in my hot pink bed
Maybe send 'em home with a lot more bread
I'm just tryna keep all the porn stars fed
Yeah, he love me but he fucks
Me like he hates my guts
He hit the spot to make me squirt
And let me paint his nuts
He pay me right then
Right there when he bust
I'm a fake bitch so I'm paying him dust
I do it for the girls and the gays, that's it
The queens and the queers, yeah
They loving my shit
Yeah, shout the fuck out to the
Girls with the big-ass lips
And shout the fuck out to the
Girls with the big-ass dicks, stay up

Tummy full of edible gummies
I'm feeling yummy
Tum tum tummy full of edible gummies
I'm feeling yummy
I'm feeling, I'm feeling yummy
I'm feeling, I'm feeling yummy
Tum tum tummy full of edible gummies
I'm feeling yummy, yummy
Tummy full of edible gummies
I'm feeling yummy
Tum tum tummy full of edible gummies
I'm feeling yummy
I'm feeling, I'm feeling yummy
I'm feeling, I'm feeling yummy
Tum tum tummy full of edible gummies
I'm feeling yummy

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