Cupid Remix Lyrics – 2RARE
Ohh, uhh, ayee
Ohh, come on (Uhh, uhh)
Ayee, ayee
Ohh, ayee, ayee
Uhh, come on, ayee
Uhh huh, Uhh, Uhh
I’m not the *** you want
Ohh, I’m just being honest
Keep it a buck, like Giannis
She treat me like a goddess
Tryna put it in you’re gu-uu-u uut
*** I’m really tryna fu-uu-ck
They a ***’em if they running up
Like a DJ, need diamonds with my kutz
Uhh uhhh Ohhh Ohh
*** from the back all in her spine
Uhh uhhh ohhh ohhh
You ain’t seeing know money what the ***, is you blind
Like Patrick Maholmes she chiefin’
I ain’t Abraham when is we Lincoln
We hit his ***, Sharkiesha
Put a bag on his head if he thinkin’
‘Bout touchin me I got the Glock, that back you up up off of me she wanna *** get off of me, sike
Nawl
Come come on on me, uh, you horny see all in your throat come gargle me if im lying im flying I ain’t got no wings
And I’m not departing
*** I can’t call it, split y’all both, like a nice apartment
I ain’t clockin out because my Glock be working
No, not a 9-5
We *** women like Barry Bonds
I like booty calls I’m not Jamie Foxx
*** computer love I’m not Best Buy, like
Move ***, get out the way, alphabet guns G-locks and them K’s
Move ***, we dont not play wit clippers, I’m tellin you, we catching fades
Oh, no no, we dont fight
This *** a go left, better move right
She wanna see me, its on sight
Tell her, we *** all night
Uhh uhhh Ohhh Ohh
*** from the back all in her spine
Uhh uhhh ohhh ohhh
You ain’t seeing know money what the ***, is you blind
Like Patrick Maholmes she chiefin’
I ain’t Abraham when is we Lincoln
We hit his ***, Sharkiesha
Put a bag on his head if he thinkin’
‘Bout touchin me I got the Glock, that back you up up off of me she wanna *** get off of me, sikenawl
Come come on on me, uh, you horny see all in your throat come gargle me if im lying im flying I ain’t got no wings
