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Cassie

Genres: Pop

Diced Pineapples Lyrics - Cassie

Shawty so cold, Pussy winter fresh 

Reservations to eat & you my dinner guest 

Shawty clean up nice. Never been a mess 

Could take a little pain, I see the tattos on her flesh 

But I ain't tryna hurt her cause I always been the best 

At makin' my shawty feel it, till she feel it in her chest 

Sex excellent, get 100 when I test 

Im a fan of her talent so I always been impressed 

Sex in the city on my black satin sheets 

Wet as hurricane Sandy on these Manhattan streets 

Lit a few candles like my power hadnt reached 

Then I took her places that her last nigga hadnt reached 

Bitch so bad, know her parents went through hell 

Smart mouth when we argue, you would swear she went to Yale 

I wanna touch her, not using my hands. Make her dance without using the bands 

 

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Cassie: Call me crazy, shit at least u calling 

Feels better when you let it out dont it boy 

Know its easy to get caught up in the moment 

Cause u say it when u mad & you take it all back 

Then we fuck all night till things get right 

Then we fuck all night till things get right 

 

Fab: The club poppin but she ain't tryna go there 

Her friends know where she going everytime she tell em no where 

Im the only one who get up in that VIP 

Explain My money grown baby ain't no need to see I.D 

Slide her somethin' just to come through, host money 

At least niggas know you getting to the most money 

Club my place, u wear what u wanna wear 

But you over dressed if you wearing underwear 

Now turn up, couple Js to burn up 

Couple spots to hide out, now let that playlist ride out 

Where I live on Sunday, Your place Monday 

Her hand in my pants, Call it Al Bundy 

Pull it out like a pistol yo 

Kissing on the balls like the dick a mistle toe 

Told her do that thing I like, bet she listen yo 

Bad Bitch, good girl around Christmas doe. (Nice!) 

 

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Call me crazy, shit at least u calling 

Feels better when you let it out dont it boy 

Know its easy to get caught up in the moment 

Cause u say it when u mad & you take it all back 

Then we fuck all night till things get right 

Then we fuck all night till things get right 

 

Trey: 

Pussy sweeter than some fresh fruit 

She gushing, I drink the best juice 

Ima drink it till nothing left too 

And she playing with herself too 

I been thinking bout her all day 

She perform like its Broadway 

Yeah we hop in the range 

She off topping the brain, got the windows down. Broad day 

Just Look at her spectacular 

Throw her on the stove, flip her like a spatula 

Other niggas want her but u see them niggas wack to her 

Side bitch trippin cause I never get back to her 

My bitch like bitches but none of my bitches bad to her 

She said Trigga why I never see u with a bad bitch? 

Thats just me and all these other bitches average 

100% real, all these bitches is plastic 

Moroccan Goddess, walk like she need her ass kissed. 

(Walk like she need her ass kissed) 

Diced pinapples, Super fine at you 

And she giving head, she throwing her mind at you 

Fuck these other bitches, nigga she dont mind that you do 

I just wanna watch, I ain't talking time at you dudes 

Never fakin', why they hella front? 

Keep it real with her , yeah thats all she ever want 

Something bout the alchemy, she dont never disappoint 

London on the Balcony, we bout to smoke another joint 

Miami on the Yacht, She pullin on my pistol saying how she love my cock 

Metaphoric bliss, shawty you the shit 

Couple days with her man thats all I ever get 

And she got a lil sister, thats all she ever with 

Game like a nigga man thats all she ever spit 

Montreal was our first time 

Swear her pussy just like the first line 

Scars on my back, she left a couple there 

Spend a couple stacks, I done bought a couple pairs 

Try to bag mine? my nigga I double dare 

Never retract statements nigga im never scared 

Niggas be switching up but nigga im never weird 

Back on another leer 

I leave u niggas here, all in another year 

All in another lane, all in another gear 

All of u niggas lame, all of u niggas here 

Listen up, bitch niggas bitchin' up 

Guess u doing what u supposed to 

Let a real nigga hold u 

Back to my babygirl tho 

I just need u in my world yo 

 

Call me crazy, shit at least u calling 

Feels better when you let it out dont it boy 

Know its easy to get caught up in the moment 

Cause u say it when u mad & you take it all back 

Cause u say it when u mad & you take it all back 

Then we fuck all night till things get right 

Cause u say it when u mad & you take it all back 

Then we fuck all night till things get right 

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