WAP Lyrics

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Whores in this house
There's some whores in this house
There's some whores in this house
There's some whores in this house (hold up)
I said certified freak, seven days a week
Wet and gushy, make that pullout game weak (ah)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, you tellin' with some wet and gushy
Bring a bucket and a mop for this wet and gushy
Give me everything you got for this wet and gushy

Beat it up, baby, catch a charge
Extra large and extra hard
Put this cookie right in yo' face
Swipe your nose like a credit card
Hop on top, I want a ride
I do a kegel, I'm kinda wild
Look at my mouth, look at my thighs
This sweater is wet, come take a dive
Tie me up like I'm surprised
Let's roleplay, I wear a disguise
I want you to park that big Mack truck right in this little garage

Make me dream, make it stream
Out in public, make a scene
I don't cook, I don't clean
But let me tell you, I got this ring (ayy, ayy)

Gobble me, swallow me, drip down the side of me
Quick, jump out 'fore you let it get inside of me
I tell him where to put it, never tell him where I'm 'bout to be
I run down on him 'fore I have a (ayy) runnin' me
Talk yo' shit, bite your lip
Ask for a car while you ride that (ah) (while you ride it)
You really ain't never gotta (mwah) him for a thing
He already made his mind up 'fore he came
Now get your boots and your coat for this wet and gushy
He bought a phone just for pictures of this wet and gushy
Pay my tuition just to kiss me on this wet and gushy
Now make it rain if you wanna see some wet and gushy

Look, I need a hard hitter, I need a deep (ah)
I need a Henny drink, I need a (woo) smoker
Not a garden snake, I need a king cobra
With a hook in it, hope it lean over
He got some money then that's where I'm headed
Cookie A-1 just like his credit
He got a beard, well, I'm tryna wet it
I let him (mmm) and now he diabetic
I don't wanna (mmm), I wanna (woo)
I wanna (ah), I wanna (let's go)
I want you to touch that, touch that, that swing in the back of my -
My talk game is fire, Dasani, Dasani
It's goin' in dry and it's comin' out soggy
I ride on that thing like the cops is behind me (yuh, ah)
The way that I spit, now he tryna sign me, woo
Your honor, I'm a freak b-, handcuffs, leashes
Switch my wig, make him feel like he cheatin'
Put him on his knees, give him some' to believe in
Never lost a fight but I'm lookin' for a beatin'
In the food chain, I'm the one that eat ya
If he ate my (ah), he's a bottomfeeder
Big D stand for big demeanor
I could make ya bust before I ever meet ya
If it don't hang then he can't bang
You can't hurt my feelings but I like pain
If he (ew) me and ask, "Whose is it?"
When I ride the (yuh), I'ma spell my name, ah
Whores in this house
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, you tellin' with some wet and gushy
Bring a bucket and a mop for this wet and gushy
Give me everything you got for this wet and gushy

Now from the top, make it drop, that's some wet and gushy
Now get a bucket and a mop, that's some wet and gushy
I'm talkin' wap, wap, wap, that's some wet and gushy
Macaroni in a pot, that's some wet and gushy, huh

There's some whores in this house
There's some whores in this house
There's some whores in this house
There's some whores in this house
There's some whores in this house
There's some whores in this house
There's some whores in this house
There's some whores in this house
There's some whores in this house
There's some whores in this house
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