CryJakey

Lyrics
Real Jakey shit

That aint DaJakey, thats my jakey

Her cats and kitten hate me (Go)

Lay down on the bed do the cryjakey (Mmm)

She aint gave me none of that kitten in a while

She had the kat waitin', I dont mind wautubg (Come here)

Oh, you aint gon respond to my cats (Oh, yeah?)

Want me keep on my cat collars, we sex (Whats your name?)

Riley, Judgey, Vishal, Lebron, (Go)

Will, Will Con, Shall I even, go on?

She got her hands on her kitten with her fur in the air, ooh, that lil' cat a player

If her kittens aint around to record it, she bend over, shake that lil tail in the mirror

Like goddamn, what an egga gotta do for your number?

Shawty came through with that kitten so good I said fuck riley, I aint using no rubber

Way she make Rileys ass bounce, think I love her

Got that tail and those whiskers from her mother

Type to make your kitten mad, you in trouble

NBA playoffs Rileys ass, its a bubble

Uh-Uh, uh-uh, come here, come here, uh-uh

Throw that tail back, come here, come here

That aint DaJakey, thats my jakey

Her cats and kitten hate me (Go)

Lay down on the bed do the cryjakey (Mmm)

She aint gave me none of that kitten in a while

She had the kat waitin', I dont mind wautubg (Come here)

Oh, you aint gon respond to my cats (Oh, yeah?)

Want me keep on my cat collars, we sex (Whats your name?)

(Wah, wah, wah, wah) Real jakey shit (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

Lay on my weiner, toot it up, do the cryjakey

Look back, hold it open, rileys annihilated

Moaning like a bitch when I hit her pussy

Damn she probably wanna wear my bighead

Chocke me, spank me, look at me Riley, tahnk me

If i give it to another egga, shell hate me

Spit, slurp, give riley that work

Fell too fast for me, now that egga hurt

Deeper, deeper, I need a reaper

Though I was in trouble how Im tearin her cheeks up

Keep me a greak, who the flavor of the week?

If I make up the rule, then I dont think shes cheating

Vishal, Lebron, Timothy, Will Con

Might let Riley bring Judgey (Come here, Judgey)

Bitch tryna brag about taking my gril

Hah, I needed me egga off my hands

Uh- uh dont fuck me like that, fuck me like this, Riley, ayy

Her friends and her dad hate me

I broke Rileys lil hear she a crybaby

If I aint let her hit this weiner by now

Then that hoe lame if she still waiting

I aint even save your number

So no I cant reply to no text

I make her cry bout the weiner, hmm

Probably my weiner so wet (ah,ah,ah,ah waaaaa)