TS Winter twerk and tease compilation

Quiver, uh, back at it, back at it, uh

Count up a hundred, the rest of it, uh

My wrist a titanic, uh

Ice shit, that glacier, it do that m-- ice

Uh, yeah, your ***** gon' panic, I see through her pants, like a panoramic

Hey, yeah, then get back to whippin', then get back to trappin', your ***** back at it

Uh, if he too crowded, might shoot out the roof and say, "Let him come through"

Keep it one thousand when I'm in the boot, I spend two thousand to step in the shoes

Gang on gang, how you think we gon' lose? Back to back motorcade, that's how we move

On mama porch, I was sittin' on the stew, when I hopped off, I took off to the moon

Oh my gosh, back at it again

In the kitchen whippin', I'm rappin' again

Keep on playin', bitch, then I'm stabbin' your friend

I'm in the hood, I think I'm back trappin' again

I ain't buzzin', I am not a husband

I could be your daddy 'cause I am a motherfucker

Fuck ********** sweet muffins

Put my seed on her face, she could smash like a pumpkin

Ooh, she love it, do me rough

Talk that nasty when I smack your ass cheek

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