Текст J Hus – Sweet Cheeks

Told my nigga put down his balaclava
Would you not rather, fuck with a posh tata from Upminster
Her pops a minister, yeah she’s cute but she’s so sinister
When she give you that look, saying go finish her

Mashing up the same ussna for like three weeks
Baby I’m tired I can’t give you a good fuck
But for sure she gon’ let me get a sneak peak
I’m her main screezer, that’s my sweet cheeks
Bunda so big it can’t fit in the selfie
She loud and boujee, won’t shut up her mouth until I fuck up the coochie
Most of pretty gyaldem are mouthy
All up in business she’s nosy
Big man like me I sneak out on the lowkey
Got Creeper waiting round the corner in the ‘uss mobile
Jump in the ride and peel, this nigga can’t drive somebody take the wheel
Tell the bunda squad that we’re gonna be late
Me and my nigga going on a double date
Why your cups still full? Nigga sip up
I need to wake up, rinse my face off with Cîroc

I told my nigga put down his balaclava
Would you not rather, fuck with a posh tata from Upminster
Her pops a minister, yeah she’s cute but she’s so sinister
When she give you that look, saying go finish her
Blud you’re moist if you don’t finish her
When she give you that look, saying go finish her
Blud you’re moist if you don’t finish her

I like dem gyal with the cute faces

I told my nigga put down his balaclava
Would you not rather, fuck with a posh tata from Upminster
Her pops a minister, yeah she’s cute but she’s so sinister
When she give you that look, saying go finish her
Blud you’re moist if you don’t finish her
When she give you that look, saying go finish her
Blud you’re moist if you don’t finish her