SahBabii - Aunt Pat lyrics

Something about them stars on the ceiling
I swear I'm hypnotized on 'em
I swear I'm hypnotized baby
I swear I'm hypnotized

Like Popeyes she got some thighs on her
And if he slipping we gon' slide on him
Just like some tires we gon' ride on him
She pop a wheelie then she glide on me
My pockets cheesy like my aunty's macaroni
(Aunty pat, yeah)
We get to the bread like a pack of bologna
(yeah) she gonna ride up on this
Dick just like a pony
I'ma do some tricks up on
That bitch like Tony

I can't get her pregnant
I'm just simply steppin' in
All my bitches beauty pageants
Got my bitches immaculate
Bitch I'm the shit like flatulence
I got your bitch on top of the dick
She so fascinated when I say squid
(Squid, squid, squid, squid)
Believe it, bitch, achieve it bitch
Fuck on the ho then I leave the bitch
Forehead tatted like Quan Chi
Replacing these hoes with no warranty
All these hoes ain't guarantied
Pockets swole like Mr t
Nut in her she marry me

Something about them stars on the ceiling
I swear I'm hypnotized on 'em
I swear I'm hypnotized baby
I swear I'm hypnotized

Like Popeyes she got some thighs on her
And if he slipping we gon' slide on him
Just like some tires we gon' ride on him
She pop a wheelie then she glide on me
My pockets cheesy like my aunty's macaroni
(Aunty pat, yeah)
We get to the bread like a pack of bologna
(yeah) she gonna ride up on this
Dick just like a pony
I'ma do some tricks up on
That bitch like Tony

My bitch in Olympics, my bitch study physics
My bitch put her legs behind her
Head and bust a split (yeah)
Move she gettin' plenty bread
Broke hoes need to go to jail
Pick her up like she's on sale
In her box just like some mail
You've got mail (yeah)
Bitch I got ice like a penguin
I'm on fire extinguish
I want your head you genius, ooh
Don't smoke no incense
Give me space like an indent
Gas is louder than arguments

Something about them stars on the ceiling
I swear I'm hypnotized on 'em
I swear I'm hypnotized baby
I swear I'm hypnotized

Like Popeyes she got some thighs on her
And if he slipping we gon' slide on him
Just like some tires we gon' ride on him
She pop a wheelie then she glide on me
My pockets cheesy like my aunty's macaroni
(Aunty pat, yeah)
We get to the bread like a pack of bologna
(yeah) she gonna ride up on this
Dick just like a pony
I'ma do some tricks up on
That bitch like Tony