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Lil Keed – Saliva Lyrics

[Chorus]
Yeah, more need for, more need, sure
She a beggin' ho, call her Felicia, Felicia
Ho, you thought I was greetin', ain't gon' wife ya, don't need ya
Bitch, you can suck this dick, you come saliva on me
Saliva on me, bitch, you can suck this dick, you get saliva on me
And I got some ones, paper, my thumbs are bleedin'
Bad stripper bitch, rose gold pussy ring
And I'm in a supercharged Audi, got rings

[Interlude]
Ayy, shawty, come here, come here, come here
I know you I see I got these motherfuckin' racks on me, man
Bend that ass over
Ayy where you get that beat from? Mookto
Let's go

[Verse 1]
Yeah, yeah, ooh-wee, ooh-wee
She get on that drank, she get loosey-goosey (Let's go)
Girl, you better grab your ankles, I wanna see that ass moving (Do it)
Tell 'em bring them lil' bitty ones, we gon' blow me (Haha)
Yeah, I'm a big dog, so I hang with big dogs (Rrr)
Y'all niggas pussy, we got dicks, we'll hit y'all (Brr)
She put her legs behind head, she so flexible (Flexible)
Did this shit I like so if I tip her, she get rich for sure (Keed talk to 'em)
I caught me a cougar, she trippin' like a baby, shoutout my older ho (Keed to talk 'em)
These niggas be hatin' that I'm gettin' some paper so I keep the chopper close (Let's go)
Yeah, my pockets on sumo, on sumo, on overload (Sumo)
Plain jane AP, two different colors, this a two tone

[Chorus]
Yeah, more need for, more need, sure (Slimeball)
She a beggin' ho, call her Felicia, Felicia
Ho, you thought I was greetin', ain't gon' wife ya, don't need ya
Bitch, you can suck this dick, you come saliva on me
Saliva on me, bitch, you can suck this dick, you get saliva on me
And I got some ones, paper, my thumbs are bleedin'
Bad stripper bitch, rose gold pussy ring
And I'm in a supercharged Audi, got rings

[Interlude]
Ayy, shawty, come here, come here, come here
I know you I see I got these motherfuckin' racks on me, man
Bend that ass over
Let's go

[Verse 2]
I ain't talkin' Tarzan, yeah, she swinging off the pole (Woo, woo)
When I'm in a foreign car, gimme head all the way home (Skrt, skrt)
She a real freak ho (Err), she a real freak ho (Yeah)
When you fuck her, yeah, you gotta put your hand 'round her throat (Ugh, ugh)
Yeah, she work out every day, ass fat, cameltoe (Let's go)
Yeah, she hit me every day, she want me to come fuck her throat (Brr, brr)
If a nigga ever play, we ain't gon' play with his folks (Brr, brr)
YSL walkin' in, yeah, we give these bitches hope (Keed to talk 'em)

[Bridge]
Yeah, we give 'em hope (Keed talk to 'em)
Yeah, she want some more (Keed talk to 'em)
Oh yeah, she want some more (Keed talk to 'em)
Oh yeah, test 'em, tubes

[Chorus]
Yeah, more need for, more need, sure
She a beggin' ho, call her Felicia, Felicia
Ho, you thought I was greetin', ain't gon' wife ya, don't need ya
Bitch, you can suck this dick, you come saliva on me
Saliva on me, bitch, you can suck this dick, you get saliva on me
And I got some ones, paper, my thumbs are bleedin'
Bad stripper bitch, rose gold pussy ring
And I'm in a supercharged Audi, got rings
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