JUNGLEPUSSY - CRITIQUA lyrics

b*tches love to critique They just swear they unique Hold the media standards history gon’ repeat b*tches can’t even see, eyelash on fleek You ain’t talkin’ to me, you must be talkin’ to these ni**as Show my ass on the beat Know they asses, they cheap Ain’t a damn thing discrete, the name Junglepussy They can’t entangle with me Think everything’s string theory Who you gon’ blame? Play that banjo, baby Ain’t a damn thing a man think gon’ drive me crazy I be damned in the sand, so wet, so wavy These words for your neck Don’t stress me, baby And you deserve what you get That tongue audacious I learned from the best, you just heard ‘bout they sh*t Earn my respect, held down the day shift Pregnant with success And you know what they did? Tryin’ to test something so sacred They can’t assess nothin’ i’m sayin’ Big in my chest You press to kiss my lips Blowin’ the sess, flowin’ the technology Golly, I just want the knowledge, not the D Don’t project your problems on top of me Don’t you wanna be? Don’t you just wanna be? Off the web, off the dev, off the tree To the left, it’s a dub, hit the streets To my next, to my blessings, my peace