CupcakKe – Lemon Pepper Lyrics I want my p—- hole stretched like the hoops on Nunu
Open up the box like a n—- got new shoes
She want that foreplay so I’m dressed in tutus
And the p—- so tight feel like you’re f—— a froot loop
I get up on the d—, do a split, then ride slow
Mouth stuffed with meat like I just ate a gyro
This ain’t my Lil Baby but I’m with him like Ralo
I’m just milkin this n—-
This a fullblown cowshow
I don’t let ’em run trains but I let ’em pull my tracks
Do it doggy style while I eat some Scooby Snacks
Might take a nap, make him eat it from the back
Said he don’t do drugs but his tongue in my crack
Let a d— hop, call Mona
Legs botta spread like Corona’
Piss all in his face he get a boner
Lookin’ like a Simpson now he Homer
Dog a– n—-, crib like vacation
He own so many spots, he 101 Dalmation
He ain’t got a b—- who give a f— if he taken
He about to risk it all
No bracelet
I’m rubbin’ on my p—- while he lickin’ my t—
Dine in the p—- like you at Ruth Chris
I’ll make you disappear but I’m creating a b—-
He callin’ 9-1-1 reporting his missing d—
And I almost got evicted cause you know my walls tight
Neighbors heard me yelling, “Daddy f— me all night!”
50k up in the mall, nah we don’t ball like
Designer everything b—-, even my c– Off White
I s— his d—, he look down telling me I’m great
Eight rounds, turn a b—- throat to Kate Plus Eight
I put the balls in my mouth
I’m like hold up, wait
Man this ain’t how this s— ‘sposed to taste!
I need some lemon pepper and mild sauce on that d—
Lemon pepper and mild sauce on that d—
If your d— taste plain, then I’m throwing a fit
My p—- only taste like water cause you thirsty as s—!
I need some lemon pepper and mild sauce on that d—
Lemon pepper and mild sauce on that d—
If your d— taste plain, then I’m throwing a fit
My p—- only taste like water cause you thirsty as s—!
Sixty-nine while I’m handcuffed, we call that Snitch-Nine
Stand up b—- but my t— they sit fine
Bushy a– d—, cut it down on his time
Look down while I ride
Seeing trees like zipline
Ice cubes on nipples, he like to stare at
Ride him so long, said “Are we there yet?”
His face the throne, that’s where my chair at
If his tip lookin tiny [?]
I might air that
Bomb b—- like a Lush bath
Throw it the f— back
Ain’t waiting on no d—
Better give me that rush pass
His tongue gotta workout
Take that d— in my lunchbag
The p—- thicker than Steve Harvey mustache
N—- pipe down, let’s get this s— understood
Gone through the money
Not my asshole, n—- I’m good
Boxing on your wrecking balls, Miley wishes she could
Knocked his balls out the park now that d— on Tiger Woods
Good a– pipe got me a new
Plumber
No veggies, but daddy I am a
Cute-cummer
I open my legs to suffocate that d—
But first off, I gotta tell that n—- straight like this
I need some lemon pepper and mild sauce on that d—
Lemon pepper and mild sauce on that d—
If your d— taste plain, then I’m throwing a fit
My p—- only taste like water cause you thirsty as s—!
I need some lemon pepper and mild sauce on that d—
Lemon pepper and mild sauce on that d—
If your d— taste plain, then I’m throwing a fit
My p—- only taste like water cause you thirsty as s—!
