Jeremih – Ms Parker Pick’d And Dick’d Lyrics

(Part – One)
(Intro)
And you already know who it is
Bongo By The Way

(Verse)
Mami got the pesos so loca
That a$$ fit just like my sofa
Wait, I fly out up in that chocha
More wear
Como te llamas
Swear that a$$ would fit well in designer
Might show the location to me casa
We gon get it….till mañana
Where you get it from? Is that your mama?
All she wanna do is count the commas
When she bend it over, hey miss conquer
She keep coming back, I call her comer
Get you stroking all up in your agua
Rock the boat, row row
My new bone, raw hoe
Mix the Henny with the tron
Ice tea, coco, oh
I got horses everywhere
Rari, pull up
Say she wanna try, I treat a baddies like a thot, oh
Breaking bands, throwing nuts
Who the man? Heard you’re not, oh
Underdog on top
All my dawgs gon ball
Five stars, now we gon put the days in
Counting paper like I’m flipping pages
I’ma gucci in my Gucci France
Own my sun if they throwing shades, oh
Bruce Wayne, Dark Knight, You know it, oh
IPhone flashlight
Let’s blow a bag, bagpipe
Heh, yeah that’s right
She be doing the most
Ride the d**k like she do rodeo
Who the baddest? She the definition
Really man, I be going fishing, oh

(Bridge)
Pesos, pesos, cheddar, sheesh!
High in the suite
Blowing pesos, mamis, sheesh
Boricuas y morenas, come at me, shees

(Part Two)
(Interlude – Female Voice)
It’s cinco de mayo bi**h, I’m tryna get pick’d and get d*ck’d
Retro Future

(Chorus)
You can tell her to wait up, I will say see you later
I’m not tryna lay up back then I hope you stayed up
Tryna up my come up, moonlight till the sun up
Yeah we on the come up, we ain’t tryna turn down

(Verse 2)
Calvin Klein, your bras and panty, I’m just tryna see cake
Long tee, PJs, show you’re riding with me these days
Cooling wilding with my Fulianos, rolling will rolling with my Forgiatos
Let’s go duck and take
Even go the customs for you, some gelato
Don Julio, Blanco in my system
How I’m balling sweatin out my pores
Tryna swim up in some shores
Got to white girls, we make smores
Benjis, how they come up missing
She just might be a magician
Hop you got your acts up
And I ain’t talking bout them tities

(Chorus)
You can tell her to wait up, I will say see you later
I’m not tryna lay up back then I hope you stayed up
Tryna up my come up, moonlight till the sun up
Yeah we on the come up, we ain’t tryna turn down
You can tell her to wait up, I will say see you later
I’m not tryna lay up back then I hope you stayed up
Tryna up my come up, moonlight till the sun up
Yeah we on the come up, we ain’t tryna turn down

(Verse 3)
I won’t tell a broad what your bi**h did, bi**h did
Wanna hit it raw, she got risky, risky
Pass it to my dawgs like a biscuit, biscuit
Shawty holding some, let me frisk it, frisk it
Oh, say it ain’t so
Shawty do that on that pole
She got her hands to the floor
Loco how low can she go
Ooooh I seen her from raw, she so cold
She got a man, she say no
She brought her friend and she so-so

(Chorus)
You can tell her to wait up, I will say see you later
I’m not tryna lay up back then I hope you stayed up
Tryna up my come up, moonlight till the sun up
Yeah we on the come up, we ain’t tryna turn down
You can tell her to wait up, I will say see you later
I’m not tryna lay up back then I hope you stayed up
Tryna up my come up, moonlight till the sun up
Yeah we on the come up, we ain’t tryna turn down

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