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    Nina Macc – ISOYF (I Sit On Ya Face) [2013]

    Künstler:
    Nina Macc

    [Verse 1]
    I love a boss that ain’t scared to get his beard wet
    Daddy fly, I wanna ride him like a learjet
    Keep it real, I ain’t going for no weird shit
    Got him calling every second asking are you here yet?
    He just like to hear me say i’m cummin’
    He asking questions like whose is it when I fuck him
    I tell him lies like it’s yours and I love it
    I’m just tryna get my nut and then it’s right back to hustling
    Nina Macc, I’m just out here tryna function
    You lusting and it’s nothing, you just better show me something
    Remember suck don’t lick, ooh don’t stop, right there that’s it

    [Hook]
    I sit on ya face it taste just like candy
    I sit on ya face it taste just like candy
    I sit on ya face it taste just like candy
    I sit on ya face it taste just like candy
    It taste just like candy
    I sit on ya face it taste just like candy
    It taste just like candy
    I sit on ya face it taste just like candy
    Just like candy, just like candy
    Just like, just like, just like candy
    Just like candy, just like candy
    I sit on ya face it taste just like candy

    [Verse 2]
    These hoes lost, they need a role model badly
    I got more game than their so-called daddy
    Champagne sipping, you niggas sip brandy
    I sit on your face it tastes just like candy
    I don’t suck dick, I swallow that shit
    I don’t lease whips I’m a balling-ass bitch
    Let me give you game, I know you broke ho’s jokes
    I don’t charge by the hour shit I charge by the stroke
    Gentlemen it’s the Emacc show
    I want the luxury sedan, I ain’t no E-Class ho
    These bum niggas tryna talk me out my chips
    They ain’t got nothing to offer, I don’t even want the dick
    Soon as I lick my lips they wanna give me kiss
    But they can kiss my asshole unless they kissing on this clit
    Remember suck don’t lick, ooh don’t stop, right there that’s it

    [Hook]
    I sit on ya face it taste just like candy
    I sit on ya face it taste just like candy
    I sit on ya face it taste just like candy
    I sit on ya face it taste just like candy
    It taste just like candy
    I sit on ya face it taste just like candy
    It taste just like candy
    I sit on ya face it taste just like candy
    Just like candy, just like candy
    Just like, just like, just like candy
    Just like candy, just like candy
    I sit on ya face it taste just like candy

    [Verse 3]
    And I ain’t tryna take your man bitch
    Your man’s average, ain’t nothing but a fan, shit
    You doing backflips, bending over backwards
    For a nigga that just spent a couple racks with
    A boss bitch and all I gave him was a lap dance
    Got my legs wrapped around his stomach like The Lap-Band
    I’m in his brain so he nicknamed me CAT Scan
    Tapped out broke, now that’s what I call a tap dance
    I’m running circles ’round these bitch niggas
    He working hard while I’m working on his six figures
    They got the nerve to try and label me a gold digger
    But I’m a hustler, definition of a go-getter
    They say the game’s to be sold not told nigga
    I been riding Benz since I was nineteen years old nigga
    Remember suck don’t lick, ooh don’t stop, right there that’s it

    [Hook]
    I sit on ya face it taste just like candy
    I sit on ya face it taste just like candy
    I sit on ya face it taste just like candy
    I sit on ya face it taste just like candy
    It taste just like candy
    I sit on ya face it taste just like candy
    It taste just like candy
    I sit on ya face it taste just like candy
    Just like candy, just like candy
    Just like, just like, just like candy
    Just like candy, just like candy
    I sit on ya face it taste just like candy


    Künstler:
    Nina Macc


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