Webbie Flow (U Like) (Rashad Isaiah)

My dick I know it's, yeah, it's unfamiliar... yeah Baby, can you sucky on my dick? I know it's big enough Ride with a nigga from the South, I know you feel the rush Fuckin' with a nigga, bitches rarely ever get the touch Better feel privileged, catch another, you can hit the dust I done grown up for my child sake, Black and Mild face Look up loud place, never crowd place Never skirt chase, maybe first grade, never last place Never had brakes, pop a transmission, always had faith Always had trace, always had James in that duplex Hit a suplex, fuck a crew neck $pottie solo up in that recess, never regress Georgia peaches, grab her cheek ass Such a slutbag, baby nut rag, never cuff that Love a hoodrat where there's puss at Barely have me goin' on that Sosa, I never go back I never hit it raw again, fucking with the law again Picking up trash on highways, never my way Blasé blasé, sneakin' shotty, fuck a Friday I'm with Robert, chuggin' Bombay, fuck your turn up Fuck your turn out, we gon burn up Fuck your mosh pit, I'm on my shit, on that Tribe shit Got that Phife Dawg; I might bite, bitch, I'm on tablet Scribble down, I'm rapping like Kool Inspire all my local jokers who be quittin' that school They be hating that job, I was hating that too I was flipping your burger high as a bitch, but I'm cool I think I'm blessed now, I only stress about the stress now Since I'm fresh now, I pull that motherfuckin' dress down (dress down, dress down) ... And I'm gon' testify girl ... And I'm gonna touch your thighs ... I'm gon' spend the night, girl ... You like... "I heard that you was servin' all that pussy, what's it going for?" "I heard that you was servin' all that pussy, all that pussy, all that-" "I heard that you was servin' all that pussy, what's it going for?" "I heard that you was servin' all that pussy, all that pussy..."