ــ متن آهنگ ــ She s*cks like good The way be I f*ck your feelings The way she s*cks my son Is a spiritual killing grab The way be I f*ck your feelings The way she s*cks my son Is a spiritual killing Rich boy to the give you all The power lie oh lord Gimme Gimme Give me, give me just a hour I said "Let's Girl" I like point like a mount