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Trae Tha Truth – Wat Dat Mouf Do lyrics
Show me wat dat mouf do
Show me wat dat mouf do
Show me wat dat mouf do
Show me wat dat mouf do
Show me wat dat mouf do
Show me wat dat mouf do
Show me wat dat mouf do
I swear that this the nastiest song
I swear that this the nastiest song
I swear that this the nastiest song
I swear that this the nastiest song
Somethin' 'bout your lips when they on my dick (Juicy!)
Bitch you ain't shit if I don't nut quick
Pull my pants down and let's have this meetin'
Mistletoe over my dick, season's greetin'
Girl grab them balls, them midgets jealous
Lick my runway too, take me to Heaven
And shit I'm 'bout to come, bitch don't move
Bitch don't m, bitch don't move!
Show me wat dat mouf do
Show me wat dat mouf do
Show me wat dat mouf do
Show me wat dat mouf do
Show me wat dat mouf do
Show me wat dat mouf do
Show me wat dat mouf do
I swear that this the nastiest song
I swear that this the nastiest song
I swear that this the nastiest song
I swear that this the nastiest song
I'm here to fuck while she get read wrong
These thots get tapped, no cell phone
Killer with the head game, get a headstone
Dinnertime, she gon' eat it 'til the head gone
Who better? Say it don't matter
Bet I'll put inches all up in your bladder
All in her throat, tryna climb like a ladder
Oh shit, I mean cum down her throat like I'm Santa
She rep for the H now she up in Atlanta
She only wear red like them cats in bandanas
I tell her "Eat dick", give a fuck about manners
She know what I'm 'bout, she heard that I'm the scandalist
Show me wat dat mouf do
Got a surfboard all in your house too
She wanna ride that hoe and get flossed to
Straight up, fuck your couch too, nigga
Ain't nothin' like me, I'm Truth
Truth like track, big hoes run loose
Wrong wardrobe, these hoes get boost
Can't have no top just like my coupe
I don't fuck with mutts, I'd rather fuck with sluts
Who got a badass team and likes to moan a bunch
You better find they dough if your wasn't touched
I barely play the game unless I'm playin' clutch
Show me wat dat mouf do
Show me wat dat mouf do
Show me wat dat mouf do
Show me wat dat mouf do
Show me wat dat mouf do
Show me wat dat mouf do
Show me wat dat mouf do
I swear that this the nastiest song
I swear that this the nastiest song
I swear that this the nastiest song
I swear that this the nastiest song
Show me wat dat mouf do
Show me wat dat mouf do
Show me wat dat mouf do
Show me wat dat mouf do
Show me wat dat mouf do
Show me wat dat mouf do
I swear that this the nastiest song
I swear that this the nastiest song
I swear that this the nastiest song
I swear that this the nastiest song
Somethin' 'bout your lips when they on my dick (Juicy!)
Bitch you ain't shit if I don't nut quick
Pull my pants down and let's have this meetin'
Mistletoe over my dick, season's greetin'
Girl grab them balls, them midgets jealous
Lick my runway too, take me to Heaven
And shit I'm 'bout to come, bitch don't move
Bitch don't m, bitch don't move!
Show me wat dat mouf do
Show me wat dat mouf do
Show me wat dat mouf do
Show me wat dat mouf do
Show me wat dat mouf do
Show me wat dat mouf do
Show me wat dat mouf do
I swear that this the nastiest song
I swear that this the nastiest song
I swear that this the nastiest song
I swear that this the nastiest song
I'm here to fuck while she get read wrong
These thots get tapped, no cell phone
Killer with the head game, get a headstone
Dinnertime, she gon' eat it 'til the head gone
Who better? Say it don't matter
Bet I'll put inches all up in your bladder
All in her throat, tryna climb like a ladder
Oh shit, I mean cum down her throat like I'm Santa
She rep for the H now she up in Atlanta
She only wear red like them cats in bandanas
I tell her "Eat dick", give a fuck about manners
She know what I'm 'bout, she heard that I'm the scandalist
Show me wat dat mouf do
Got a surfboard all in your house too
She wanna ride that hoe and get flossed to
Straight up, fuck your couch too, nigga
Ain't nothin' like me, I'm Truth
Truth like track, big hoes run loose
Wrong wardrobe, these hoes get boost
Can't have no top just like my coupe
I don't fuck with mutts, I'd rather fuck with sluts
Who got a badass team and likes to moan a bunch
You better find they dough if your wasn't touched
I barely play the game unless I'm playin' clutch
Show me wat dat mouf do
Show me wat dat mouf do
Show me wat dat mouf do
Show me wat dat mouf do
Show me wat dat mouf do
Show me wat dat mouf do
Show me wat dat mouf do
I swear that this the nastiest song
I swear that this the nastiest song
I swear that this the nastiest song
I swear that this the nastiest song
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