Victoria Secret

Met a six foot tall bitch I met at the mall
Heard she suck a good dick and wash a nigga dirty draws
Girl my name Big Baby, hell yeah it’s nice to meet you
Catch me at Foot Locker buying all them sneakers
Got a bad bitch and I think her name Jelissa
She a white girl but she got that jungle fever
Kick her to the curb like a nigga play FIFA
I’m a dirty bird, she a cougar, no cheetah
She a dirty slut and she lie, don’t believe her
Stupid ass nigga, is you fried, why you keep her
Going through my beeper, going through my messages
I ain’t got no games on my phone, this ain’t Tetris
I be on some money shit, while your ass cuffin' hoes
Paying for her nails n' shit
Paying for her fucking toes
Junk food eating ass hoe, buying jelly rolls
She ain’t got no credit card
She ain’t got no telephone
Yeah, Victoria Secret
She don’t got no secrets
She don’t got no secrets
She ain’t got no secrets
Made 50K then I freaked it
Pushed her off that pedestal, hit the floor, now we freaking
Pulled out that glizzy, pissy, now he’s leaking
Nigga think he better, incredible, that boy reaching
Coming to your city and stimulate your economy
Damn papi, hit yo' bitch, stimulate, make her cum on me
Tracee Ellis Ross shorty 45 but that’s young to me
My girl down bad, my nigga you know that front on me
Yeah, Victoria Secret
She don’t got no secrets
She don’t got no secrets