Lyrics
(Yeah, bitch, I'm) On it, that electronic
Wanna get this pussy? Better pawn it
Yeah, bitch, you want it
I go with the hoe stuff like that's tonic
But don't touch chronic
When he pull out the blow
I might get catty, bratty
Yeah, I got a husband but he ain't my daddy
Wanna fuck in a Caddy
Still ain't doin' that
So I fuck him in a Beemer
My shit got cleaner
Big bucks, livin' lux enough
Don't raw it with the bumps
Got my pumps from Louis
I'm in the hotel givin' a chewy
On God I rock Chanel
Excel with the rap
But I still got time to smack
Baby got crack
(I'm going back to crack, crack, crack)
(I'm going back to crack)
(I don't think so)
(Okay)
(My pussy) Smell like roses
Hey 'Prada
Bitin' dick like a Rottweiler
Fuck your man then butt-dial ya
Coke so white it might blind ya
Bottom bitch, I'm his gangsta boo
All bark, no bite, come get at you
When I get at you
Lookin' extra cute
All black fur coat, lookin' extra rude
Now, some call me a coke whore
I can't lie, keep my nose sore
Hardcore with the anal game
Ain't talkin' guns when I gangbang
Love the cum, love to sweat
Fist fuckin' like we at the vet
Two grams in my Juicy bag
I'll snort 'em off your dick
You know (Nan, hoe)
Do you love it
What do you think of it
Yeah
Yeah
Is it good
Yeah
You don't even care
Yeah
Erotica
Erotic
Erotica
Yeah
Erotic
