Lyrics Niykee Heaton – Or Nah / Cut Her Off Medley
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Do you like the way I flick my tongue or nah?
You can ride my face until you dripping cum
Can you lick the tip then throat the dick or nah?
Can you do it baby?
I’m not the type to call you back tomorrow
But the way you wrappin ’round me is a prob
Ain’t nobody tryna save ya
Baby, get that paper
Probably got a lot of other bitches owe you favors
Pussy so good, I had to save that shit for later
Took her to the kitchen, fucked her right there on the table
She repping XO to the death, I’m tryna make these bitches sweat
I’m tryna keep that pussy wet, I’m tryna fuck her and her friends
You gonna run it for these hundreds, girl, or nah?
Show me is you really ’bout your money, girl, or nah?
Don’t play with a boss, girl, take it off
Take it for a real one
You gonna get it all
Is you really ’bout your money or nah?
Can you really take dick or nah?
Can I bring another bitch or nah?
Is you with the shits or nah?
Or nah, or nah
Would you ride for a singa or nah?
Would you lie to a singa or nah?
Would you die for a singa or nah?
Or nah, or nah
Or nah, or nah
It ain’t nothing to cut that bitch off
So what you saying, hoe?
You Know I’m the man, hoe?
Nothing but a bird, I’m a leave you where you stand, hoe
Heard you got a man, hoe
Hope he understand, though
You ain’t nothing but a creeper, baby I’m just saying, though
Saying, though
It ain’t nothing to cut that bitch off
It ain’t nothing to cut that bitch off
Baby, I’m ashamed, why you acting this way?
Heard she ’bout that action, you can bring her this way
Hit her on yo mattress, make her feel some type of way
Pass her to my migos, they gonna bust it, ¡Andale!
Please don’t play no games ’cause I know just what you like
Knock it off the frame, baby girl, it’s alright
Yeah, that pussy bomb, I just call it dynamite
You ready? Here I come, I can do this shit all night
It ain’t nothing to cut that bitch off
It ain’t nothing to cut that bitch off
So what you saying, hoe?
You Know I’m the man, hoe?
Nothing but a bird, I’m a leave you where you stand, hoe
Heard you got a man, hoe
Hope he understand, though
You ain’t nothing but a creeper, baby I’m just saying, though
Saying, though
It ain’t nothing to cut that bitch off
It ain’t nothing to cut that bitch off
Or nah, or nah