Mattu, Ayesha Erotica - Rock Star lyrics
Ayesha Erotica
[Mattu, Ayesha Erotica - Rock Star lyrics]
I want a bump right now
I'm Ayesha, and bitch, I get down
Pearls on my neck and a bottle in my Fendi
Ice cream pussy, stripper shoes in a Bentley
Two small titties and a baseball bat
Yeah, I'm tryna find out where
The bitch stays at
Tryna smoke me out, bitch, think again
I don't really like smoking
On seeds and stems
They send the money then I send the stems
I ain't sending you shit, bitch, no offense
But I heard your song and
I should've mixed that
Every rhyme, every line you spit
It's been snatched
Every time that you tried to
Drop it's been wack
Every time that I drop they
Like "She did that"
Suck dick then do it again
Just might come through with a friend
He keep begging me to eat me out, I said
"You gotta take my tampon
Out with your mouth"
Bitch, I'm feeling like a rock star
(Rock star)
Riding backseat of a cop car (Cop car)
Bitch, I'm feeling like a rock star
(Rock star)
Rocking cuffs like chains (Chains)
Bitch, I'm feeling like a rock star
(Rock star)
Riding backseat of a cop car (Cop car)
Bitch, I'm feeling like a rock star
(Rock star) rocking cuffs like chains
I want a bump right now
I'm Ayesha and bitch, I get down
I'm so fly and coked the fuck up
I'm so nasty, getting poked up
I'm that freaky dirty loca
Lips all pokin' through the low-cut
Fly through, zoomin' in the low-cuts
Keep my Fendi wallet robust-bust
Pussy puffed up like a bee sting
Yes, I go to church in my G-string
Father, can you bless this crackpipe?
Never really learned how to act right
And you can hold the beef 'Cause bitch
I'm too busy tryna roll the kief
And bitch, you're too busy tryna roll with me
Just sit back, relax, go stroll the beach, uh
Bitch, I'm feeling like a rock star
(Rock star)
Riding backseat of a cop car (Cop car)
Bitch, I'm feeling like a rock star
(Rock star)
Rocking cuffs like chains (Chains)
Bitch, I'm feeling like a rock star
(Rock star)
Riding backseat of a cop car (Cop car)
Bitch, I'm feeling like a rock star
(Rock star) rocking cuffs like chains
Bitch, I'm feeling like a rock star
(Rock star)
Riding backseat of a cop car (Cop car)
Bitch, I'm feeling like a rock star
(Rock star)
Rocking cuffs like chains (Chains)
Bitch, I'm feeling like a rock star
(Rock star)
Riding backseat of a cop car (Cop car)
Bitch, I'm feeling like a rock star
(Rock star) rocking cuffs like chains
I want a bump right now
I'm Ayesha and bitch, I get down
I'm so fly and coked the fuck up
I'm so nasty, getting poked up
I want a, I want a bump right now
I'm Ayesha and bitch, I get down
I want a, I want a bump right now
I'm Ayesha and bitch, I get down
I'm Ayesha, and bitch, I get down
Pearls on my neck and a bottle in my Fendi
Ice cream pussy, stripper shoes in a Bentley
Two small titties and a baseball bat
Yeah, I'm tryna find out where
The bitch stays at
Tryna smoke me out, bitch, think again
I don't really like smoking
On seeds and stems
They send the money then I send the stems
I ain't sending you shit, bitch, no offense
But I heard your song and
I should've mixed that
Every rhyme, every line you spit
It's been snatched
Every time that you tried to
Drop it's been wack
Every time that I drop they
Like "She did that"
Suck dick then do it again
Just might come through with a friend
He keep begging me to eat me out, I said
"You gotta take my tampon
Out with your mouth"
Bitch, I'm feeling like a rock star
(Rock star)
Riding backseat of a cop car (Cop car)
Bitch, I'm feeling like a rock star
(Rock star)
Rocking cuffs like chains (Chains)
Bitch, I'm feeling like a rock star
(Rock star)
Riding backseat of a cop car (Cop car)
Bitch, I'm feeling like a rock star
(Rock star) rocking cuffs like chains
I want a bump right now
I'm Ayesha and bitch, I get down
I'm so fly and coked the fuck up
I'm so nasty, getting poked up
I'm that freaky dirty loca
Lips all pokin' through the low-cut
Fly through, zoomin' in the low-cuts
Keep my Fendi wallet robust-bust
Pussy puffed up like a bee sting
Yes, I go to church in my G-string
Father, can you bless this crackpipe?
Never really learned how to act right
And you can hold the beef 'Cause bitch
I'm too busy tryna roll the kief
And bitch, you're too busy tryna roll with me
Just sit back, relax, go stroll the beach, uh
Bitch, I'm feeling like a rock star
(Rock star)
Riding backseat of a cop car (Cop car)
Bitch, I'm feeling like a rock star
(Rock star)
Rocking cuffs like chains (Chains)
Bitch, I'm feeling like a rock star
(Rock star)
Riding backseat of a cop car (Cop car)
Bitch, I'm feeling like a rock star
(Rock star) rocking cuffs like chains
Bitch, I'm feeling like a rock star
(Rock star)
Riding backseat of a cop car (Cop car)
Bitch, I'm feeling like a rock star
(Rock star)
Rocking cuffs like chains (Chains)
Bitch, I'm feeling like a rock star
(Rock star)
Riding backseat of a cop car (Cop car)
Bitch, I'm feeling like a rock star
(Rock star) rocking cuffs like chains
I want a bump right now
I'm Ayesha and bitch, I get down
I'm so fly and coked the fuck up
I'm so nasty, getting poked up
I want a, I want a bump right now
I'm Ayesha and bitch, I get down
I want a, I want a bump right now
I'm Ayesha and bitch, I get down