(Chorus)
You’re a real tall glass of water
Just lookin at you make methirsty, thirsty
Oh Lordy she the preacher's daughter
plus that I want her in the worst way
She shouldnt came here in the first place,
plus..is her birthday
I swear to God I’m glad I got her.. come blow the candles out baybay

Ok, ok, and im up..ok, ok glamorous, ok, ok she the preacher daughter
What I’ma get I stop, ok, see ain’t going nowhere cause i dun beat her up
ok, hook her on the first shot, Kareem Abduhl-Jabbar ok, I let her play... i just play the...
She jus hit my cell why? cuz she dun left her bra
ok, I, I, I, I got a ... got her wit her shorts on lookin at her vajayo
drivin wit my fingers crossed hope i dont go to hell
I, I, I, I, I got her rollin
I, I, I got her usin...

(Chorus)

She’s like a devil in a red dress
I wanna get her wit my essence
and plus i want ya...
but she was flirtin gettin too fresh
she the preacher daughter on the altar
but i spoil her like her father
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i school her like a toddler
she wear gucci so dont botha
i go harder and grind harder
im rock hard and she lovin my persona
the aroma, kush ammonia
is wat she smell and i cant keep my hands off her

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Red plus she bow legged
her cherry no...
caught her on the fifth yea
but laid her on sixth
one thing i can say about her
shawty take a stick
she was greener than a muh fucka
i got her talkin slick
she get it from her mama
all in her ear
i luv walkin behind her so i can see her twist
i think i hit her kidney the last time i ripped
i felt kinda bad tho so I left her a tip
her becky on steroids thats lil mama gift
she dnt like to drink it strong tho so i just let her sip
it was 4 oclock n the mornin
the liquor had me stiff
but thats my lil baby she kno how to make a ...

(Chorus)







Thanks to Mallori for correcting these lyrics

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