"Belly" lyrics

Need cheese with bread and butter
I'm from the gutta
Envisioned bags til I picked em up in doubles
He got it bad on my back, dat nigga usher
It's too much cash inna counter, made it stutter
JD so unique
Ratchet and bougie
They saying sheesh
Look how she eats
She a beast
They wanna freak her
Adina
He don't trick off
But I made him a believer

We come thru
It's belly in the club
Lights low
Make it belly in the club
Opp bitch
Got her yelling in the club
Her nigga want Jean
Who gon tell her why that was?

This pussy good make him want a baby muva
This pussy good make him want a baby muva
This pussy good make him want a baby muva
This pussy good make him want a baby muva

Yea he wanna get on ten
Air this bitch out
I'll send this bitch up
We sell this bitch out
I brought some bands in the club
With the sticks out
I see yo mans in the club
With his dick out
And he got a big mouth
But I'm a stepper hoe

Lil bitch a fan
Go to yo section hoe
I block his call
Like lost connection hoe
Cause if u hit it
It's a blessing hoe

We come thru
It's belly in the club
Lights low
Make it belly in the club
Opp bitch
Got her yelling in the club
Her nigga want Jean
Who gon tell her why that was?

This pussy good make him want a baby muva
This pussy good make him want a baby muva
This pussy good make him want a baby muva
This pussy good make him want a baby muva