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Mila J

Wockesha FreeStyle

 

Wockesha FreeStyle


First thing's first, I'm Mila, secure the bag full of money
I got that Wockesha, wettest of the wets
Niggas keep coming back and keep coming back
I don't know, but it is what it is, fuck it

He staring at the pussy, asking "do you love me or you love me not?"
This nigga gone
You know I got that Wockesha, it's priceless like Mona Lisa
It's a beautiful portrait, sweet like a peach out the orchard
You say you can't afford it, now that you can't avoid it
I got you going weak harder, I keep that dick at its hardest
Got him leaning like Michael Jackson, smooth criminal
Baby, eat it up, get all your vitamins and minerals
Now your baby mama in my DM with a fake page
'Cause you fell in love, we only been fucking for two days
Keep me in Balenciaga, pussy wet as agua
Bad bitch, keep a poker face like Lady Gaga
He addicted to the taste, said as sweet as guava
Now we hooked so we sipping like a cup of java

Boss bitch, supermodel, whole enchilada
Now this nigga wanna introduce me to his mama
He don't wanna leave, yeah, I keep a nigga running back
Sucking on these titties like I'm big baby, so attached
Smoking on this slide, put his mouth on this night cap
Pussy so good, give a blind man his sight back
Spinning racks like crazy, wet it up and keep me wavy
He want me to keep his baby, he just bought me a Mercedes
Now watch him put his heart in this bitch
He left that cup for this real shit and don't wanna switch
I got that Wockesha, and now this nigga singing
Don't go, don't go, don't go
That's how you feel?
Fuck all these hoes

I got that Wockesha
Now we in these feelings and spinning this whole re-up
I'm like a cup full of OZs, Wockesha
I got that good shit, nigga, you didn't know?
I got the Wockesha
Now we in these feelings and spinning this whole re-up
I'm like a cup full of OZs, Wockesha
I got that good shit, nigga, you didn't know?

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