Kissing

Lyrics

[Intro: AllStar JR] (Crowe got that bag) Yeah I ain't just like them other niggas runnin' up on you every day and shit (Welcome to Get a Bag Records) I'm some whole type of different other shit It's probably your first time with one of these You gon' be alright though (Let's get a bag) Big R [Verse 1: AllStar JR] I'll spend a night with you layin' here with the pipe in you Claimin' you don't like niggas, baby, but I ain't like niggas I don't get excited by shit that usually excite niggas Knock that pussy right out the park, I'm in the fight with it Love grabbin' on it, we speedin', top off the 'Vettе Until I get you pregnant, it's like wе ain't talking yet I'm talkin' that shit to her more than my lips moving I know you finna ask why I'm doin' this shit to you Turn around, let me clutch your hips how I clutch the stick Not another bitch come near you, she ain't fuckin' with Go tattoo my government, leave it on your skin I'll pull it out, empty it, and leave it on your skin It's like the first time, feel like I'm meetin' you again Put that work down, you won't be leavin' here again You lookin' for a blessing, that nigga got you stressing Tell you all about it while I touch you and caress it [Chorus: AllStar JR] I'm touchin' it, I'm teasin' it She ain't never leavin' me This dick make her believe in me I'm toxic, what she see in me? I'm kissin' on her neck, kissin' on her back Kissin' on her cat and I'm kissin' on the rest I'm touchin' it, I'm teasin' it She ain't never leavin' me This dick make her believe in me I'm toxic, what she see in me? I'm kissin' on her neck, kissin' on her back Kissin' on her cat and I'm kissin' on the rest [Verse 2: Pretty Brayah] I love it when he eatin' it, I squeeze it while he beatin' it I put this neck on him, got him bustin', now I'm cleanin' it I'm lyin', he believin' it, ooh, he love that sex talk Dick too big, got me leavin' with that sex walk Don't talk that freaky shit 'cause I'm really 'bout that action Time to trip in this pussy, fold me up since you packing Oh, what happened? That's that unpredictable nut Can't no nigga last when that pussy wet as the fuck I'm like, "Uh-uh, leave it in, let me bring a friend" I'ma eat the— while she blow you like a fan This the type of shit that have you runnin' to your mans Like, "I think I found the one," you gon' have to think again It's like wine, it get better with age I piss him off 'fore we fuck, he do better with rage His bitches stalkin' my page, they knowin' I'm the truth Time to spit on daddy mic' like I do inside the booth