Sigma - Pretty Boy lyrics

[Verse 1:] Hair long, I'm a pretty boy From the south, not a city boy Know where your girl is sitting boy And all these ladies on me, got them sitting boy And they squatting, and they squatting Gucci FlipFlops, but right now I'm rocking crocs cause I want to Red and black, red and black like a lumberjack Got the b**h and she licking all of my stack, licking all of my stack Oh my god, got that syrup on my stacks Know what I mean, oh my god I'm on that lean Purple rain, purple rain like I'm from the future I'm the prince but really I'm the king, I'm the king [Verse 2:] Looking like I'm in a metal band in the Meadowlands Got that "make you wanna rob me with the metal" bands Oh, sh** hit her with the bone, yeah get that d**h metal blasting Yeah, pinned up on my mattress, oh my god Gucci Pendergra** Oh man, got you b**h and I pinned her a** With this dick, I'm so f**ing sick, lick up on that clit Oh man, I'm just gonna keep rhyming, I'm never dying [Verse 3:] Let's speed it up, don't give a f** Licking on her bu*t, pushing all her bu*tons Man, I'm so f**ing pretty when I come up in your city All these b**hes showing titties Looking like I'm Diddy, looking like Fift Cause your bankrupt, got the b**h gon s** She gonna let me put it in her bu*t And oh my god, know that's gonna happen Cause I just keep on rapping, I just keep on rapping Like it's motherf**ing Christmas Got a b**h, I'm giving this dick for Christmas Yeah know what I'm talking about, gift wrap that sh** Always wrap that sh**, oh my god Make sure you always wrap it [Outro:] All this gas got me looking like a greaser Had her the green sir Let her take a breather Tell that ho, breath ho Don't get greedy tho Don't get greedy tho All about my dough Give a f**, Imma rob that hoe Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god