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Moonwalk

"Moonwalk" Lyrics by CupcakKe

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I want it all

Make the pussy go, deep

Make the dick go slidin’, divin’

Backwards down my throat

Niggas call me Billie, Billie, Billie Jean

Better know what I’m about

‘Cause I make ’em pay the bills to get in my jeans

And then I just suck it up

Bought a Lambo just for a fuckin’ queen

And still wouldn’t let ’em sleep on my couch

I said, “Baby, I know you don’t walk at all

But you can let that dick moonwalk up in my mouth” (Haha)

I throw the pussy in his face, told him, “Don’t be a diva”

Turn his face to J. Cole, I wanna see no features

If the pubic hairs long, I suck his dick with some tweezers

Snatch a soul out a nigga [?] cleaning some sneakers

I need child support for the kids in my throat (Uh-huh)

Been feedin’ ’em food and damn near broke (Damn)

When the dick disappeared, looked like it eloped

Gawk, gawk, gawk, gawk, is the words I spoke (Oh)

He said, “Let’s go to Sip N Paint, catch a vibe, you know?”

I said, “It’s COVID-19, motherfucker they closed

But I could sit up on your dick and you could paint my face”

I’ll give that dick a fresh tip and make it cum all day

I sit on your face and sit on your friends, who cares? (Hmm)

On both of y’all, shit, I’m playin’ musical chairs (Hahaha)

If they not playin’ hide and seek, he sayin’, “Where you at?”

I like the balls in my course so I suck it from the back, come on (Hmm, yeah)

Billie, Billie, Billie Jean

Better know what I’m about

‘Cause I make ’em pay the bills to get in my jeans

And then I just suck it up

Bought a Lambo just for a fuckin’ queen

And still wouldn’t let ’em sleep on my couch

I said, “Baby, I know you don’t walk at all

But you can let that dick moonwalk up in my mouth” (Haha)

He gonna give me, give me, give me everything I need

Yeah, I keep a trickin’, talkin’ out my sleeve

If he can’t pay, I’ll just replace his D

I stay with two different niggas like I’m Angela Yee

Okay, my mouth a talk show, come shoot it up like [?] (Oh)

These ain’t no dry walls, you can hang up a poster

Bootyhole worth [?], pussy hole worth Oprah

When he calls it says “Ikea”, use his head as a sofa (Yeah, ayy)

Come and eat this box like Castle Slider

The throat spit more than a mumble rapper (Hmm)

I’m rubbin’ this clit ’til the shit just spatter (Oh, oh)

He stay up on the pussy like I’m holdin’ my bladder (Ooh, babe)

Then give the Dirty Diana with the MJ lines

I thow it back on the dick, that’s remember the times

Then let you buss on my face so my skin get clearer (Hmm)

I hope it wasn’t what it was to see that man in the mirror, ah

Billie, Billie, Billie Jean

Better know what I’m about

‘Cause I make ’em pay the bills to get in my jeans

And then I just suck it up

Bought a Lambo just for a fuckin’ queen

And still wouldn’t let ’em sleep on my couch

I said, “Baby, I know you don’t walk at all

But you can let that dick moonwalk up in my mouth” (Haha)

Make the pussy go

Make the dick go

Make the pussy go

Make the dick go

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