Kash Doll - Panties lyrics

[Verse 1: Lyrica Anderson] I don't feel like waiting I don't feel like patience sitting by my side I don't feel like moving s** this pus*y through these panties, yeah I'm chillin' boy s** this pus*y through these panties, yeah I ain't getting up s** this pus*y through these panties, yeah Timing on your sideboard, get with it, yeah It's 12:30, yeah, you know what it is Lingerie all ready for this I got a kitty shaved all for you, bae All for you bae This sh*t is all for you baby ESPN is all for you bae Just cook dinner and it's all for you bae Later you know what I want from you, bae Give me what I need now, yeah [Verse 2: Lyrica Anderson] I don't feel like waiting I don't feel like patience sitting by my side I dont feel like moving s** this pus*y through these panties, yeah I'm chillin' boy s** this pus*y through these panties, yeah I ain't getting up s** this pus*y through these panties, yeah Timing on your sideboard, get with it, yeah Get with it Get with it Get with it Get with it Get with it, bae Why you think I'm weighing out these strawberry's You should lips, not your tongue ain't it necessary [Verse 3: Kash Doll] When I'm gone on patrone I be turnt up He ain't (?) so he gotta get it turnt up Yeah Somebody get this boy a crown Cuz the way he's going down He the king of the south He wanna s** my pus*y through my panties I ain't even gotta take off my (?) We got it in for an hour last night He fu*ked up my weave Now I gotta get some curls, yeah He said he'd wanna lick the rapper If he's good than I might lick the lollypop, yeah The way his lips on a box You ain't ready for the juice look nig*a so you better stop No, don't stop, no [Verse 4: Lyrica Anderson] I don't feel like waiting, yeah, yeah I don't feel like patience sitting by my side, uh-oh I don't feel like moving s** this pus*y through these panties, yeah, yeah I'm chillin' boy s** this pus*y through these panties, yeah (C'mon, C'mon) I ain't getting up s** this pus*y through these panties, yeah, oh yeah yeah Timing on your sideboard, get with it (get with it), yeah Do it good I wanna let it go Say the toosh toosh just like uneatable Watch this place go up Oh-oh-oh oh This ain't no favour boy I don't owe you Throw that foreplay on, boy Do what you want to Boy, I just might let you get it Might let you gimme the business I'm on some other shh* Boy, you can leave when you finish