FUCK ME

Lyrics

[Intro: Doughboy Clay] Ayy, ayy [Chorus: Doughboy Clay] Have you ever been in love with a thug, baby? She don't care about the money, she just want it coming Fuck me, fuck me Have you ever been in love with a thug, baby? She don't care about the money, she just want it coming Fuck me, fuck me [Verse 1: Damedot] Yeah, I'm horny, you knowin' what's up Bring it here, bae, I'm tryna fuck Barely can see, tryna fuck in the bus Bend it over, open it up Give me some head in this Maybach truck Fuck you for an hour, I'm trying my luck High as hell, pourin' up Put my thumb all in her butt Why my dick all in her gut? She turning 'round, I'm turning up Goin' crazy from the back I'm fuckin' off a honey pack Think we going tit for tat I'm bustin' and she bustin' back You gon' keep the dick hard if you keep throwin' that ass back Baby, what's your Cash App? I love the way you ridin' that Can I get some pussy on the table while I eat it up? Aggressive when I beat it up T me up, T me up Seem like the coochie be hittin' when we OT Palm trees in Ocean Beach Jump off the ropes and DDT I got on the rose presi', she got one on just like me She say her grace and then she eat I fuck her 'til she fall asleep [Chorus: Doughboy Clay & Damedot] Have you ever been in love with a thug, baby? She don't care about the money, she just want it coming Fuck me, fuck me Goin' crazy from the back I'm fuckin' off a honey pack Think we going tit for tat I'm bustin' and she bustin' back Have you ever been in love with a thug, baby? She don't care about the money, she just want it coming Fuck me, fuck me [Verse 2: Damedot] She love when I try to spit in her mouth and miss and hit her cheek She puttin' that ocean on me, I can't even breathe Legs in the air, I'm kissin' your feet Talkin' 'bout inches, I'ma give you a feet Cash App complete when you make me skeet Ain't no nigga like a nigga from the east Side-stroke you while I choke you, bitch, you got me wide open You so pretty, turn you over I love the way you havin' motion Screamin', sweatin', lot of commotion You cryin', it's hurtin', so many emotions Fuck in my jewelry, that's free promotion Doggin' your shit like a real nigga 'posed to What you want, a Louis bag? What you want, a Rolly? She just wanna fuck a thug, she don't want no money But I'ma cash her anyway She know she get anything This dick just one call away Wish she could fuck me every day, Damedot [Chorus: Doughboy Clay & Damedot] Have you ever been in love with a thug, baby? She don't care about the money, she just want it coming Fuck me, fuck me Goin' crazy from the back I'm fuckin' off a honey pack Think we going tit for tat I'm bustin' and she bustin' back Have you ever been in love with a thug, baby? She don't care about the money, she just want it coming Fuck me, fuck me [Outro] Are you in the Mafia? Am I in the what? Whatever you wanna call it, organized crime I'm in the waste management business, everybody immediately assumes you're mobbed up