Released on December 21, 2012

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Verse 1

My pussy taste like promethazine

They know me all the bad boys they know me

Touch me slow then hold me close

That black and silver look like a ghost

And boy , I might let you fuck me to sleep

If we don't finish wrestling

Put on my mink fur , slide your finger slowly up my skirt

I bet you think you gone fuck

Well maybe you will or maybe you won't

But only if you take my mind off this guilt

Maybe you will or maybe you won't

Chorus

He wanna fuck with phlo but not everyday,not everyday , not everyday(x2)

You know I'm fucking throwed bitch that's everyday ,everyday, everyday(x2)

Verse 2

Money talking make sure I got manicured nails in my coffin

Words with no meaning behind them acting like I already lost him

50k in all this prada made sure that i wouldn't see them

And let me hang out the window with the k

Cause we don't shed no water works

And I know baby its alright

Panamera couldn't get me on this flight .. (?)

I told him the (?) write another song

He say that he loves me

Maybe I'll feel the same someday

Baby tell me you need me

And I'll take you back someday

Chorus

They say mod god you can fuck my bitch

I say I'm high as shit I ain't say nothing bout modest

They say mod god you can fuck my bitch

I say I'm high as shit I ain't say nothing bout being modest