BPM (What Do You Know?) Lyrics

So what do you

So what do you know

What do you know

What

What do you know

What do you know

About what

What do you know

What do you know

Boy pussy magic, dat grown boy shtick

So what do you know

What do you know

What

What do you know

What do you know

About what

What do you know

What do you know

Boy pussy magic, dat grown boy shtick

Ey bwoy, a who you ah ramp wid

Bussy passbook empty

Come stamp it

Bring buddy come

Bussy well tight clamp it

No imagining, let's fuck substantive

No limp dick

Lick or I will evict

Bussy rule strict

Small room but fat dick fit

Show me what makes you tick

Wuk pon mi baddy

Twist it up

Slam dick

Yea millions been spent, fist fight a dis

Vanilla boys, nuh likkle spice, can't handle dis

Yuh neva bruck back yet? No time fi dis

If we fuck and don't sweat, I'm criticisin dis

My waistline stop time

Ass cheek, slap dem, an mek dem chime

Feed me de buddy, choke me, war crime

Nutn eva sweet suh, just sugar, no lime

So what do you know

What do you know

What

What do you know

What do you know

About what

What do you know

What do you know

Boy pussy magic, dat grown boy shtick

Mek me show yuh wah me want

Deep stroke, no fist

One hour piledrive, den me ar you sit

Miggle name mean me been boom flick pon dick

Jus mek sure yuh can drive your stick

Anoda round if yuh eva dare cum quick

Which rest? Mess

Den watch me fick dich

Move more, think less

And yes

Reflex, gagless

Nice chest

Pretty head dick

Drink, dick, I like them stiff

Watch me climb, slide down your cliff

You need both hands, weh ya go spliff

If light, dark, mixed, it makes no diff

Big tings, make me sing

When me dun, ya guh buy me ring

Dis ya hole ya royal, loyal

Neva play-play sinting

So what do you know about magic

Every other bussy you ever had is tragic

Thighs like thunder, cheeky, charismatic

Entry real tight; best grade - aristocratic

And if you ever thought I was savage

You're half right; just never been average

Bussy well clean; fresh eggplant

Neva smelly cabbage

Enjoy dis brown gay boy package

BPM

Tight as hell

Beat dis boi pussy til swell

Need good luck? It can cast a spell

Just drop dat tongue in my wishing well

Grip di tip

It won't slip

I'm in charge will make dat drip

Like ocean

It's no notion

Wet like lotion

Show your slow devotion

Tun tun tun tun tun it every which way

Don't mind dat, dat's just my bitch face

Flip me, pump me, flood me til my tripe get twist

That's just the fun play

Deepthroat, split roast

If you work, I'll scream like goat

G-spot, hit dat right and anybaddi ask bout you, I'll cast vote

Ey bwoi, yuh wah play bwoi

Den tek note a everyting me say bwoi

And when yuh dun listen

Not one stroke fi missin

Aim yuh missle mek di BPM whistle

So what do you know about magic

Every other bussy you ever had is tragic

Thighs like thunder, cheeky, charismatic

Entry real tight; best grade - aristocratic

And if you ever thought I was savage

You're half right; just never been average

Bussy well clean; fresh eggplant

Neva smelly cabbage

Enjoy dis brown gay boy package