Bentley Bending

Walk into the club like Tyra Bitch you know I’m on top My body feelin hottie Like bitch I’m tryna get topped I see you wanna confess You really wanna caress me So let’s hop into the Bentley Let you begin to undress me I know you bout to have an epiphany Your hand is gripping tight on my fatty Now I got you hearing symphonies Sorcery Boy you know I like when you’re the boss of me This fuzzy car seat is my throne as you’re controlling me Look to me Baby you know you can call me Tiffany body badder than the fishiest bitch in off this vacinity,Metropoly You see my body dressed in only jewellery touch on me is magical This heat is astronomical These hoes is buzzing up my phone For u imma ignore the call Boy I know just why you want me You the butter I’m the honey Feel it all up in my tummy You about to get me dummy