France lyrics

[Chorus]
She blow on my di*k like a fan
Yo b*tch my number one fan
Cutting her off, she can't stick to the plan
Cuz I'm tryna get to them bands
Counting the green, Peter Pan

[Post-Chorus]
Got a foreign b*tch, she from France
b*tches show me love cuz I'm the man
Her pus*y leaking like a Faygo
She play with my di*k like it's Play-Doh
My b*tch she bad with a tan
All of my b*tches are tens
Lil mama put me in a trance
The way that she dance

[Verse 1]
Yeah aye
She say that she loving my style
When she see me, make her smile
This di*k is [?]
She give me head, freestyle
She want clout
She wanna be [?]
She hit me up, aye
Then that b*tch redialed
I got the juice
Beat the pus*y til it's loose
f*ck on your b*tch off the goose aye
Off of the D'ussé
New b*tch, it's a new day
I'm in a trucks like a Ram
Young n*gga had to cram
These b*tches they know who I am
These b*tches they know who I am
Shawty she know she a fan
Turning up in the club
Give a f*ck about the man
I'm [?] like Ricky Bobby
I unload a clip I might catch a body
Could eyeball a b*tch cuz I wanna [?]
Now she hate the fact that she see a n*gga guapin'
But she got it lil n*gga her [?] was talking
If I catch him lackin', I'ma run his pockets
Not pillow talking but I want no problems
Boy it's smoke when I see you so don't be hidin'
If your n*ggas pull up, then my n*ggas slidin'
If your n*ggas slippin', know your n*ggas dyin'
On the clock, n*ggas getting popped
Bodies getting dropped, so on my name don't be lyin'
[Chorus]
She blow on my di*k like a fan
Yo b*tch my number one fan
Cutting her off, she can't stick to the plan
Cuz I'm tryna get to them bands
Counting the green, Peter Pan

[Post-Chorus]
Got a foreign b*tch, she from France
b*tches show me love cuz I'm the man
Her pus*y leaking like a Faygo
She play with my di*k like it's Play-Doh
My b*tch she bad with a tan
All of my b*tches are tens
Lil mama put me in a trance
The way that she dance

[Verse 2]
Diamonds hanging, hangman
f*ck on yo b*tch off a xan
She wanna hop in the Benz
Slide in the coupe, I'm the man
I get that check in advance
She get on her knees and start begging me just for a chance
I'm taking this b*tch off a glance
She want me to take off her pants
But I ain't into romance
I told her ass we could be friends
Got hella rips in my pants
All of my diamonds they dance
All of my diamonds hold hands
All of my b*tches hold hands
I f*ck 'em [?] once like a pimp
Got them diamonds yeah they get to know me
Yo shawty call me when she lonely
Splashing in her like I'm Kobe
Shawty got the macaroni
Her n*gga lame yeah he phoney
I'm bustin' shots like Ginobili
Boy I stay with that cheese no pierogis
Holding one up and yo n*gga no bogey yeah
She say she f*ckin' with me
I say I'm f*ckin' witchu
I do not care what they do
We gotta stick in the smooth yeah
Shawty was f*cking with Louis
Shawty she bad and she boujee
She give me top in the movies
She eat my di*k like it's sushi yeah
[Chorus]
She blow on my di*k like a fan
Yo b*tch my number one fan
Cutting her off, she can't stick to the plan
Cuz I'm tryna get to them bands
Counting the green, Peter Pan

[Post-Chorus]
Got a foreign b*tch, she from France
b*tches show me love cuz I'm the man
Her pus*y leaking like a Faygo
She play with my di*k like it's Play-Doh
My b*tch she bad with a tan
All of my b*tches are tens
Lil mama put me in a trance
The way that she dance