"Antibody" lyrics

"Antibody"

[DJ Drama & Tyga:]
Well Done, Fever
Energy made this one
Ay, ay, ay, bitch
T-Raw, ha-ha
Well Done, motherfucker
DJ Drama

[Tyga:]
How 'bout I dance in the pussy, hit the running man (Running man)
I cum on her pussy fucking up her spray tan (Spray tan)
I work and sweat the pussy out, need a head band (Head band)
I'm going T-Raw, skinny nigga, big bands
Happy birthday bitch, I'm the cake man (ay)
Don't give that good pussy away to a waste man (ay)
Back-back that ass up, I got ten bands (Yeah)
Ooh, she fuck a boss, not a middle man (Ah!)
Need a thirty inch weave with the ass fat (Bih)
Acrylic on her nails, keep that body in tact (Yea)
Light skin but I fuck her when it's pitch black (ay)
She gon' make her old nigga have a heart attack
Bombs over Baghdad in the strip club (Woo)
In Miami at 11, man they show me love (Yea)
In the corner with a Instagram modeler
Twenty thousand ones, DJ hit the red alert (Woo)

I don't fuck with bitch with weak body (No)
I need ass and tits on Bugatti (Yea)
Good girl, when she drunk she's super thotty (Yea)
"Bitch, wear your mask," she said she antibody (Bitch)

Wipe off your lips, stop kissing everybody (Bitch)
Shake that ass like Megan, you a hottie (Ah!)
She work the stick like the Energizer bunny
I never met a bitch that never wants some money
Ay dog look at me, I'm the shit, you a flea
Dog I eat my competition like pedigree
Green beans, collard greens, mac and cheese
You ever met a nigga with a soul like me (Yea)
High priest, bow down, pray to me (Me)
She playing with my balls like it's tennis, like it's Wii (Wii)
Rough like Eve (Ruff Ryder), snake Lil Keed
Foreign bitch, foreign stamps, foreign keys (Yea)
I go super highy-high, keep it sneean (Highy-high)
Told my old bitch that I'd never leave
But I found out I'm more in love with me
Ay, ay, pack the pussy up
Champagne cork, pop the pussy up (Yeah)
Bear hug on the pussy, show the pussy love (Yeah)
All the women in my section when I'm in the club

I can't fuck with bitch with weak body (No)
I need ass and tits on Bugatti (Yah)
Good girl, she get drunk she's super thotty
"Bitch, wear your mask," she said she antibody (Bitch)

[DJ Drama & Tyga:]
We didn't get this far by accident (Bitch)
But you know this by now (Well Done Fever)
Well Done Fever


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