Seventeen

Another Don Diva, I be hundred on teasers
I get cake from quick jerks with long heaters
1 7 hot steppin like tuckin ima be ya main bitch in the game like Nina
Aint Sabrina but the teenage magic
I have ear pups and it seem so graphic
The fake ID don’t got a mistake
Miss Banks keeps these niggas caught up in the teen angst
They’ve been tryin to look tryin to fuck
Since I first came through with the triple a cups
Now got hips-ips-ips and a butt
and I’m on radar like warm weather fronts
No candy, no hellos from strangers,
and mom dicks got four in a chamber
So you better proceed with caution
Or lay six feet deep somewhere foreign

They only want you when you’re seventeen
When you’re 21, you’re no fun
They take a Polaroid and let you go
Say they'll let you know
So come on

Turn the beat down a little bit
M I double S B A N K S
I keep the ? tucked in my breast
Snuck in the club, ID, half dressed
Got all them niggas by the bar impressed
Hm.
I vaguely skim the crowd
And I peep her man lookin aroused
And maybe we can just retreat to the a-p-t
But that only if he d.t.e., nigga
Nigga that’s down to eat
Cause I’m down to leave
If you are a freakin
Parents left town for the weekend
we can do the freakin, keep sneakin

beep beep and I hop in the roof
he got a two seated beamer and a glock and a clip
And sittin in his lap he got a black four fifth
You can cock that shit and the bitch won’t trip
Cause I walk n talk n act like a lady
But he got me chillin at his crib like a baby
We hit the liquor now he wanna lick her
YKK he’s on my zipper
He wanna tickle my fancy
And just go downtown like delancey
So spit out your gum let your tongue check the nooks and crannies
Then pass the panties

Seventeen is the age of consent, right?

And, ain’t nothing finer than a minor,
Keep these niggas eating at my diner
Turn 22 with the MAC eyeliner,
Got curfew so you better set the timer... now.
You got a girl goin crazy
My hormones are glowing, insane,
Please top me off like Pizza Hut, baby
We can do it in the butt, maybe
Not.
It’s like niggas just playin’
All the bitch is really saying is
We can do a day in this
That passenger seat looks vacant
And if you’re ready I’m yours for the taking
So hey shorty, what it is
You settle in the fizz by just sittin there lookin at it
Come take a sip of my crush put your hand on my blush better keep it on
the hush

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