Erica Banks — Trip Out

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I got what a nigga need
(Ayy, Doe Doe, ow)He say he wanna eat the pussy like a sample
Remind him of a model, Ms. Naomi or the Campbell
Tell them bitches I’ma lead them by example
He got the number quick, but I was nothin’ he could handle

I make him trip out, nigga love to Crip out
Beat the pussy up, I get my purse and then I dip out
Eat it, then he flip out, taste it on his mouth
I know he like it when I ride on it, bae, I’m from the South, how you like me?
Now don’t be playin’ with me like I ain’t the hot shit
Brag about the pussy when he eat it, I’m the top bitch
Pull up on a ho like, «What you on?» nigga, not shit
Ain’t tell that bitch I’m better, but she knew that ’cause she not this

Ah, he treat the pussy like a letterman
Show it off and do it right, you know he gon’ take care of it
Take me out the country just to fuck him for the hell of it
I’m the hottest bitch, it ain’t a secret, ho, it’s evident
He gave me all, et cetera

I got what he want, I got what a nigga need
Dream about the pussy, he gon’ eat it on his knees
He love to call me over ’cause he love when I’m a tease
I’ma put it on him good ’cause he gon’ spend it on the team
I got what he want, I got what a nigga need
Dream about the pussy, he gon’ eat it on his knees
He love to call me over ’cause he love when I’m a tease
I’ma put it on him good ’cause he gon’ spend it on the team

He wanna see the body naked, tell the nigga send a budget
Whispered in his ear, he ’bout to faint, I make him love it
He really think I love him, work him out when I be fuckin’
And don’t be callin’ when I leave ’cause I be busy doin’ nothin’
I need me a bottle, I need me a shot
I need me a nigga with a bag givin’ top
I need me a dealer, I need me a man
I need me a nigga with a couple hundred bands
Huh, ayy, like what the fuck, nigga?
And don’t be lyin’ to your friends, you get cut, nigga
And all them bitches who you fuckin’ like, «What’s up with her?»
Ho, mind your business, hit me later, I’ma fuck with ya

I got what he want, I got what a nigga need
Dream about the pussy, he gon’ eat it on his knees
He love to call me over ’cause he love when I’m a tease
I’ma put it on him good ’cause he gon’ spend it on the team

I make him trip out, nigga love to Crip out
Beat the pussy up, I get my purse and then I dip out
Eat it, then he flip out, taste it on his mouth
I know he like it when I ride on it, bae, I’m from the South, how you like me?
Now don’t be playin’ with me like I ain’t the hot shit
Brag about the pussy when he eat it, I’m the top bitch
Pull up on a ho like, «What you on?» nigga, not shit
Ain’t tell that bitch I’m better, but she knew that ’cause she not this