Off Glass lyrics

[Deuce Poppito]
Lil momma you off glass

[Trina]
Uh, uh, uh, uh
I know you like the way I shake that, drop that
c*ck back, make the pus*y pop back
f*ck a n*gga in a Benz with the top back
If you lyin on your di*k, n*gga stop that
You wanna f*ck me for free, n*gga freeze that
Show me where them D's at, lil momma needs that
I need a n*gga who gonna lick on the clit
Who gonna pay all my bills
Who gonna trick on the rent

[Deuce Poppito]
Well damn lil momma, can you swallow my di*k?
Can you keep that pus*y poppin like a bottle of Cris?

[Trina]
Hell yeah cause you know lil momma about it for sure
Cause off glass is my motto, my motto

[Trina and Deuce Poppito]
If you got plenty cash, in your Chanel bag, baby you off glass
Ah-hah, lil' mama you off glass
If you a high priced b*tch with that ice round your wrist, you off glass
Ah-hah, lil' mama you off glass
And when your back in the club and pop that pus*y for them thugs
Lil' mama You off glass
Ah-hah, lil' mama you off glass
And when you gettin plenty bread and got that fire, you off glass
Ah-hah, lil' mama you off glass
[Deuce Poppito]
Lil momma got in goin on like the candy and chrome
Off glass in cut with no panties on
I don't know lil momma, it's just somethin about ya
That make a n*gga wanna f*ck the dog sh*t out ya
Do your thing lil momma go in twerk it b*tch
When Deuce Poppito see what you workin with
In that see-thru sh*t with your nipples hard
That sh*t gotta n*gga di*k triple hard

[Trina]
Yeah I know playboy
It's just somethin about me
It take a real n*gga to bring the freak up out me
Turn out the lights and slip up out me
Ain't nann size di*k you could keep out me

[Deuce Poppito]
Well damn lil momma, can you swallow my di*k?
Can you keep that pus*y poppin like a bottle of Cris?

[Trina]
Hell yeah cause you know lil momma about it for sure
Cause off glass is my motto, my motto

[Trina and Deuce Poppito]
If you got plenty cash, in your Chanel bag, baby you off glass
Ah-hah, lil' mama you off glass
If you a high priced b*tch with that ice round your wrist, you off glass
Ah-hah, lil' mama you off glass
And when your back in the club and pop that pus*y for them thugs
Lil' mama You off glass
Ah-hah, lil' mama you off glass
And when you gettin plenty bread and got that fire, you off glass
Ah-hah, lil' mama you off glass
[Trina]
I know you like the way I bounce that, strip that, flip back
Make the pus*y drip back
n*ggas cryin like they broke, I ain't with that
You better break a b*tch off like a kit-kat
I know you like the way lil momma mack work, your stack worth it
I'mma f*ck you till your back hurt
I'm gettin grands hoe, you don't know nann hoe
That'll stay fitted down to the sandals
I know you like the way I throw that, slang that
In MI, that's where I got my game at
I'm Da Baddest b*tch, can't nothin' change that?
Every n*gga that I f*cked, they done came back

[Deuce Poppito]
Well damn lil momma, can you swallow my di*k?
Can you keep that pus*y poppin like a bottle of Cris?

[Trina]
Hell yeah cause you know lil momma about it for sure
Cause off glass is my motto, my motto

[Trina and Deuce Poppito]
If you got plenty cash, in your Chanel bag, baby you off glass
Ah-hah, lil' mama you off glass
If you a high priced b*tch with that ice round your wrist, you off glass
Ah-hah, lil' mama you off glass
And when your back in the club and pop that pus*y for them thugs
Lil' mama You off glass
Ah-hah, lil' mama you off glass
And when you gettin plenty bread and got that fire, you off glass
Ah-hah, lil' mama you off glass
If you got plenty cash, in your Chanel bag, baby you off glass
Ah-hah, lil' mama you off glass
If you a high priced b*tch with that ice round your wrist, you off glass
Ah-hah, lil' mama you off glass
And when your back in the club and pop that pus*y for them thugs
Lil' mama You off glass
Ah-hah, lil' mama you off glass
And when you gettin plenty bread and got that fire, you off glass
Ah-hah, lil' mama you off glass