Cash Cobain – Grippy Lyrics

Cash Cobain Grippy Lyrics, Cash Cobain ft J. Cole Grippy Lyrics

She like my kick game
And when you me you don’t kick game
I put her front row at the Knick game
Now she in my phone with a nickname
Its its its grippy, grippy grippy
I call her that cause its grippy
She thick in the hips, she a hippie
And she thick in the lips, she gon’ lick me
And she sendin a flick when she hit me
With a kissy emoji she miss me
When she see me she say she gon’ strip me
She gon’ chew on this stick like its Wrigley’s
Believe it or not like Ripley’s
She said she was gay until I slayed now she strictly dickly
As soon as she page I’m on the way and I be showing up quickly
On the highway I’m doing 150
Like I gotta get you up outta them vickies
Like pu**y so good I just had an epiphany
It’s grippy and wet you know I’m a vet but you making me feel like a rookie
How you make me tap out so swiftly but I’m back for the second round victory
I remember I saw you on 5th Ave with your homies Sabrina and Tiffany
I was thinking like damn your whole clique bad but I wanted your body specifically
Like I’m tryna see how that glove gon’ fit me
Like I wanna feel like I’m touching your kidneys
Like b**** I’m gon’ send all your kids to Disney
I’ma pay a little extra make sure they meet Mickey
She a what? she a what? she a grippy
She a what? she a what? she a grippy

I’m tryna give you the best of me
I wanna kill it like rest in peace
Eat on that pu**y like it was a recipe, like

I wanna make you a mommy
You look good as a redhead, dreadhead, black hair, pink hair, blondie, like

I know I be on ya body
Not Meg Thee Stallion but you a hottie
You let me hit Imma buss ya scalotti, like damn

I cannot wait til I see ya
I cannot wait til I eat ya
U got a n***a then I wanna be him, like damn

You know I would never play ya
Can I put you on my face love
I want ya pu**y now and want it later, like

Got a body like you Wayda
Can I put you on my face love
That pu**y creamy call you mash potatas, like

You got the good up vagina
I gotta find ya
I gotta hit one more time to remind ya, like damn

You the quiet you the shy one
I wanna mm, nevermind love
F**k that I want parts of ya vagina, like damn

I know that shit macaroni
I wanna be more than homies
Gimme that pu**y don’t be acting phony, like

You the opposite of boney
Can you ride it like a pony
Whenever you want it mommy you can call me, like

I wanna have us a 3v3
Make it a movie, DVD
All of us got our phones on DND, like damn

Tiq the freak, Destiny, Lexi, I got a BNB
Polishers, like the eatery
None of these other n***as ever seeing me

Marni, Marni
I don’t wanna talk about Marni
I don’t think that I should talk about Marni
F**k it, Imma talk about Marni

You piss my b****es off like a potty
Can’t get these n– off of your body
I wanna put it all in your body
Wanna get in ya drawers, til my dick is soft, now my dick is off in your body
I got that different talk
If a n– say that he dont want you then he gizz lotti
Like damn

Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm

We could make a mess, tss
I got something I must confess, tss
I wanna see you get undressed, fisherrr
I’m bout to send you my address

Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
Mmm, mmm, mmm
And when in doubt, got me figured out, can’t forget about

I wanna f**k your body til you dizzy
Want you to suck it sloppy make it spitty
I’m about to call your phone so come get wit me
Know you dont drank, can you sip me?
I want ya face, you so pretty
I got a thing, for your titties
I wanna eat your body like a ten piece, damn