F.W.M (Ayesha Erotica Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1: Jarrin]
Call me Lil Caes
'Cause I make crazy bread
I keep all my n*ggas full
When they give me crazy head
Make you n*ggas turn around and I’ll go crazy in ya end
This ain't hide and seek, I'm never lookin’ for a friend
Eating the beat like my blood pressure high
Rockin' a fro, I'm on my Jackson 5
n*ggas stuck on me like band-aid brand
Meanwhile I'm stuck on set like Jackson, Skai

[Chorus: Ayesha]
f*ck with me
You know you never, ever, ever really gonna ever really f*ck with me
But I'd wish you try b*tch!
f*ck with me
You know you never, еver, ever rеally gonna ever really f*ck with me
But I'd wish you try b*tch!

[Verse 2: Ayesha]
Mía que quien
And  I'm up in the mix
If  I ain't up in the 5, then I’m driving the 6
Then you owe a couple thou if you step on my kicks
Trying ask me for a hit, b*tch you’re making me sick!
Trying  match with the queen mean more than a dub
I'm  the kinda b*tch that freebase in the club
Wanna, test my crazy, will get touched
Put  the mace in your face, b*tch that’s what's up

[Verse 3: Ayesha Erotica]
I'm dirty, but my diamonds clean
You're blinded by the way that my diamonds gleam
See, I’m the kinda b*tch that got finer things
I  want, luxury and designer jeans

You can catch me in Vegas
Catch me in Tokyo
Catch me on the di*k tryna ride like a rodeo (Yeehaw!)
I'mma ride it good
You can eat me like I'm Little Red Riding Hood, you b*tch!

[Chorus: Ayesha]
f*ck with me
You know you never, ever, ever really gonna ever really f*ck with me
But I'd wish you try b*tch!
f*ck with me
You know you never, ever, ever really gonna ever really f*ck with me
But I'd wish you try b*tch!

[Verse 4: Jarrin]
I'm a top-notch n*gga, got that top-notch di*k
I ain't no magic mike, but I'mma top-notch strip
Imma give yo ass a show, you better top-notch tip
Like Gabby D, you b*tches better top-notch flip
Imma whip it out, and let it top-notch rip
Right in ya mouth, and don't you, top-notch spit
Beat it till it turn blue, now you a top-notch crip
Yea, I really am the sauce, pass me a top-notch chip
[Chorus: Ayesha]
f*ck with me
You know you never, ever, ever really gonna ever really f*ck with me (uh)
But I'd wish you try b*tch!
f*ck with me
You know you never, ever, ever really gonna ever really f*ck with me (uh)
But I'd wish you try b*tch!

[Outro: Jarrin]
Ayeee!
f*ck with me
Hey, hey, hey!
But I'd wish you try
Aye!
You can't f*ck with 'em, boy, I'm tellin ya
And that's on your mama, not mine
They said everything needed to be said
I mean
Nothin' else really left to say
You can't f*ck with me
And that's the truth
And if you tried, you gon' wish you did not
Oh my God
Oh my God!
Bye y'all
Aye! Aye!