Lotto (Part 2|Explicit)-TiaCorine/DaBaby

DaBaby： She know how to f**k a n***a Mm-mm She know how to touch a n***a Yeah She know how to suck a n***a So I Always been f**kin' with I just might f**k around and lose my mind Let's find another n***a Let's go She be actin' boujee on me Attitude on a f**kin' n***a She dancin' on my d**k no you can't find this s**t on TikTok I'm hidden from behind all you see is diamonds and my wristwatch I be like "Yeah" Sexy look gangsta She like to treat me like a ho She give what you want and say thank you TiaCorine/DaBaby： I don't give a f**k D**n I'll beat a b***h up That's f**ked up Scratch off like lotto b***h try your luck Let's go Glock on my hip surgeon tummy-tuck Got your b***h in the crowd like "34 what" N***a I'm better than your b***h we b***h Please like ice make everybody freeze Get on your knees you cannot do me Just lick on my p***y then you can leave TiaCorine： 34 came through like doomsday With the steel to your brain like toupée Pretty b***h and she mixed like Kool-Aid Drop bombs on the beat like Hussein 34 came through like doomsday With the steel to your brain like toupée Pretty b***h and she mixed like Kool-Aid Drop bombs on the beat like Hussein TiaCorine： Annie Oakley light that b***h up like Smokey Low-key I'm a petty b***h but you owe me No we don't wait in line they know me Italian n***a eat my p***y like cannoli Play Play with my p***y like guitar Bon Jovi Slowly ride that n***a d**k like pony Oldie on my p***y boy like OP Soaking make it sound off macaroni My only I'm his Yvette he Jody Not phony baby don't tell me he show me Can't hold me 'cause I get money on my lonely Foreign if it ain't that then I'm snoring TiaCorine： I don't give a f**k I'll beat a b***h up Scratch off like lotto b***h try your luck Glock on my hip surgeon tummy-tuck Got your b***h in the crowd like "34 what" N***a I'm better than your b***h we b***h Please like ice make everybody freeze Get on your knees you cannot do me Just lick on my p***y then you can leave TiaCorine： 34 came through like doomsday With the steel to your brain like toupée Pretty b***h and she mixed like Kool-Aid Drop bombs on the beat like Hussein 34 came through like doomsday With the steel to your brain like toupée Pretty b***h and she mixed like Kool-Aid Drop bombs on the beat like Hussein TiaCorine： I don't give a f**k I'll beat a b***h up Scratch off like lotto b***h try your luck Glock on my hip surgeon tummy-tuck That b***h Tia Got your b***h in the crowd like "34 what" Italian n***a eat my p***y like cannoli