Formula ft. Delli Boe Lyrics

Damn that's what you like

That's my type

Krabby Patty formula that's that  

Shit that I hide damn

That's what you like

That's my type

Krabby Patty formula that's that  

Shit that I hide

Delli boe gotta know

Bitch I'm ready to go

I be fucking and gripping his pole

He on the low

Balls on his face I be grinding it

Bouncing all over his throat

Pass to my bros

You know I stay on my toes

I leave yo nigga on froze

That's cause I'm cold

Bitch I be fly like a crow

bitch I be doing the most

Bitch I slide back and I'm riding it

When I look back he liking it

He gon give me face he Skyping it

Got my big blunt I'm lighting it

When he with me he get excited

Like a beam boy we gon light it

When he eat it tell him don't bite it

DL niggas keep me on private

Bitch I'm a green light I'm on go

Bitch I'm like yellow we don't go slow

I'm like red when I'm at the stop light

I be twerking out with my hoes

Bitch I'm hot like I'm on stoves

24 hours bitch I don't close

I got tres niggas

I'm uno

But you still sitting at dos

Damn that's what you like

That's my type

Krabby Patty formula that's that  

Shit that I hide damn

That's what you like

That's my type

Krabby Patty formula that's that  

Shit that I hide damn

That's what you like

Damn

That's my type

Damn

Krabby Patty formula that's that  

Shit that I hide damn

Ah ah