Klink - Live

Y'all good? Y'all still with us?

This ain't a cover, I just really like this beat

This dope as—

Takin' a break, losin' weight up this motherfucker, goddamn

All she wanna do is drink, drink, drink

I got five chains on, my shit go clink, clink, clink

This shit is so, it's so good

Yeah

Man, I got a drink up on her, she a straight fool with it

I don't know what to do with it

I try my best to get it off mine and on her chest

I'm 'bout to show her how to fool with it, uh-huh

Aw skeet, skeet, she love the sound of the clink, clink

I told her I can shut the whole city down

Gotta run into the store for the teepee, uh-huh

Now she need me on a weekly basis

You ain't gotta CC me, I just wanna see them freaky faces, uh

Hookah, hookah, got her tootin' that booty on up

Yo, I grab that rooter-tooter, bring that booty to me

We done sеxt enough, we gotta fuck

She goin' loosеy-goosey, I go willy nilly

She gon' put that deucey in the cup (Oh my God)

I don't wanna screw, screw it up, uh

She just need some more of me at home

But I'ma still need that eleven-fifty

'Cause a Bentley don't ride on pussy thoughts alone

Unless you wanna get in your shit, come get me

It sound like a better plan to me

'Cause that nigga spendin' all his money on ya

It sound like a better man than me

Cause all I wanna do is drink, drink, drink

I got five chains on, my shit go clink, clink, clink

All I wanna do is

I got five chains on, my shit go

Mm-mmm

Mm-mmm

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