Miss This Lyrics – Starrah

Callin me mami
what her momma gon think…
drug in my body
What her poppa gon think…
stuck in the my body
Pray to God i don’t think…
don’t trust nobody
Told my patna don’t blink— Just…

Keep that Blicky…
Fronto with the sticky…
Pronto with the quickie…
Come through when you hit me
Imma… spin the city…
Roll ‘round get you dizzy…
Pronto with the drippy…
Come through when you hit me

Come Get somethin from me…
All of this… this… this…
Come through love me
touch me fuck me..
Make you miss miss this…

Know you need something from me…
All of this… this… this…
Come through tell me
How you love me
Make you miss miss this…