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Bow Wow - Diced Pineapples (Freestyle) Lyrics

You fuckinÂ’ with that nigga
Girl you made the right chose
My hands are in your pants
I know to get that thing moist
Grown tuck shorty, shit that girl a woman
She said IÂ’m the only one
I ainÂ’t no motherfuckinÂ’ dummy
Keeps it pimpinÂ’, pimpinÂ’ to the core
Top a niggaÂ’ off with some Christian Dior
Wheeled in hummers drop hands for the summer
Rovers in the winters, escalades is just for beginners
Look, sheÂ’s smoke too, just like me, we get along great
Discussions over wine, tell me ‘bout your long day
She say work got her stressed
Well, let me help you out that dress
And I donÂ’t mean to preach
But your pussy shall be blessed
Kissing down your back, molly got her relaxed
Chills down that body, IÂ’d get that ass a smack
Sex on the beach, I ain’t talkin’ ‘bout the drink
Knocking dishes over got her on my kitchen sink
She say “Bow, you’re a beast”
I tell her “Yeah, I know”
Them hoes let my swag maybe ‘cause I’m from the O
Smokin' on somthin while she rubbinÂ’ on my chest
… dick good, she replies with a ‘yes’
IÂ’m so deep in it, got her so wet
IÂ’mma fuck around and sink in it
We in the bathroom doing the most
I got the Trojan canÂ’t get burned like toast
I donÂ’t know what it is about us
Shorty keep me coming back
Have fun every time I'm wit' her
And if my girl found out I know sheÂ’d have a heart attack
What she donÂ’t know wont hurt her
No, what she donÂ’t know wonÂ’t hurt her.

Thanks to lagabs for correcting these lyrics

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