Off Glass

Lil' momma, you off gla*s I know you like the way I shake that, drop that Cock back, make the pus*y pop back f**k a nigga in a Benz with the top back If you lyin' on your d**k, nigga stop that You wanna f**k me for free, nigga freeze that Show me where them D's at, lil' momma needs that I need a nigga who gonna lick on the clit Who gonna pay all my bills? Who gonna trick on the rent? Well, damn 'lil momma, can you swallow my d**k? Can you keep that pus*y poppin' like a bottle of Cris? Hell yeah, 'coz you know lil' momma about it for sure 'Coz off gla*s is my motto, my motto If you got plenty cash in your Chanel bag, you off gla*s Lil' mama, you off gla*s If you a high priced bitch with that ice 'round your wrist, you off gla*s Lil' mama, you off gla*s And when your back in the club and pop that pus*y for them thugs You off gla*s, lil' mama, you off gla*s And when you gettin' plenty bread and you got that fire, you off gla*s Lil' mama, you off gla*s Lil' momma got in goin' on like the candy and chrome Off gla*s in the club with no panties on I don't know lil' momma, it's just somethin' about ya That make a nigga wanna f**k the dog shit out ya Do your thing lil' momma, go in twerk it bitch When Deuce Poppito see what you workin' with In that see-through shit with your nipples hard That shit gotta nigga d**k triple hard Yeah, I know playboy, it's just somethin' about me It take a real nigga to bring that freak up out me Turn out the lights and sneak up out me Ain't nann size d**k, you could keep out me Well damn 'lil momma, can you swallow my d**k? Can you keep that pus*y poppin' like a bottle of Cris? Hell yeah, 'coz you know lil' momma about it for sure 'Coz off gla*s is my motto, my motto If you got plenty cash in your Chanel bag, you off gla*s Lil' mama, you off gla*s If you a high priced bitch with that ice 'round your wrist, you off gla*s Lil' mama, you off gla*s And when your back in the club and pop that pus*y for them thugs You off gla*s, lil' mama, you off gla*s And when you gettin' plenty bread and you got that fire, you off gla*s Lil' mama, you off gla*s I know you like the way I bounce that, strip that, flip back Make the pus*y drip back Niggas cryin' like they broke, I ain't with that You better break a bitch off like a kit-kat I know you like the way lil' momma mack work, your stack worth it I'mma f**k you till your back hurt I'm gettin' grands hoe, you don't know nann hoe That'll stay fitted down to the sandals I know you like the way I throw that, slang that In MI desk, that's where I got my game at I'm da baddest bitch, can't nothin' change that? Every nigga that I f**ked, they done came back Well damn li'l momma, can you swallow my d**k? Can you keep that pus*y poppin' like a bottle of Cris? Hell yeah, 'coz you know lil' momma about it for sure 'Coz off gla*s is my motto, my motto If you got plenty cash in your Chanel bag, you off gla*s Lil' mama, you off gla*s If you a high priced bitch with that ice 'round your wrist, you off gla*s Lil' mama, you off gla*s And when your back in the club and pop that pus*y for them thugs You off gla*s, lil' mama, you off gla*s And when you gettin' plenty bread and you got that fire, you off gla*s Lil' mama, you off gla*s If you got plenty cash in your Chanel bag, you off gla*s Lil' mama, you off gla*s If you a high priced bitch with that ice 'round your wrist, you off gla*s Lil' mama, you off gla*s And when your back in the club and pop that pus*y for them thugs You off gla*s, lil' mama, you off gla*s If you gettin' plenty bread and you got that fire, you off gla*s Lil' mama, you off gla*s