Sunday, January 5, 2025
Thursday, January 2, 2025
WAP vs Baby It’s Cold Outside
"WAP"
(feat. Megan Thee Stallion)
(feat. Megan Thee Stallion)
[Repeating:]
There's some whores in this house
I said (hold up), certified freak
Seven days a week
wet-ass pussy
Make that pull-out game weak
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, you fucking with some wet-ass pussy
Bring a bucket and a mop for this wet-ass pussy
Give me everything you got for this wet-ass pussy
Beat it up, nigga, catch a charge
Extra large and extra hard
Put this pussy right in your face
Swipe your nose like a credit card
Hop on top, I wanna ride
I do a Kegel while it's inside
Spit in my mouth, look in my eyes
This pussy is wet, come take a dive
Tie me up like I'm surprised
Let's role play, I'll wear a disguise
I want you to park that big Mack Truck
Right in this little garage
Make it cream, make me scream
Out in public, make a scene
I don't cook, I don't clean
But let me tell you how I got this ring
Gobble me, swallow me
Drip down inside of me
Quick jump out 'fore you let it get inside of me
I tell him where to put it, never tell him where I'm 'bout to be
I run down on him 'fore I have a nigga running me
Talk your shit, bite your lip
Ask for a car while you ride that dick
You really ain't never gotta fuck him for a thang
He already made his mind up 'fore he came
Now get your boots and your coat
For this wet-ass pussy
He bought a phone just for pictures
Of this wet-ass pussy
Pay my tuition just to kiss me
On this wet-ass pussy
Now make it rain if you wanna
See some wet-ass pussy
Look, I need a hard hitter, I need a deep stroker
I need a Henny drinker, I need a weed smoker
Not a garden snake, I need a king cobra
With a hook in it, hope it lean over
He got some money, then that's where I'm headed
Pussy A1, just like his credit
He got a beard, well, I'm tryna wet it
I let him taste it, now he diabetic
I don't wanna spit, I wanna gulp
I wanna gag, I wanna choke
I want you to touch that little dangly thing
That swing in the back of my throat
My head game is fire, punani Dasani
It's going in dry and it's coming out soggy
I ride on that thing like the cops is behind me
I spit on his mic and now he tryna sign me, woo!
Your honor, I'm a freak bitch, handcuffs, leashes
Switch my wig, make him feel like he cheating
Put him on his knees, give him something to believe in
Never lost a fight, but I'm looking for a beating
In the food chain, I'm the one that eat you
If he ate my ass, he's a bottom feeder
Big D stand for "big demeanor"
I could make you bust before I ever meet you
If it don't hang, then he can't bang
You can't hurt my feelings, but I like pain
If he fuck me and ask, "Whose is it?"
When I ride the dick, I'ma spell my name
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, you fucking with some wet-ass pussy
Bring a bucket and a mop for this wet-ass pussy
Give me everything you got for this wet-ass pussy
Now from the top, make it drop
That's some wet-ass pussy
Now get a bucket and a mop
That's some wet-ass pussy
I'm talking WAP, WAP, WAP
That's some wet-ass pussy
Macaroni in a pot
That's some wet-ass pussy
There's some whores in this house
I said (hold up), certified freak
Seven days a week
wet-ass pussy
Make that pull-out game weak
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, you fucking with some wet-ass pussy
Bring a bucket and a mop for this wet-ass pussy
Give me everything you got for this wet-ass pussy
Beat it up, nigga, catch a charge
Extra large and extra hard
Put this pussy right in your face
Swipe your nose like a credit card
Hop on top, I wanna ride
I do a Kegel while it's inside
Spit in my mouth, look in my eyes
This pussy is wet, come take a dive
Tie me up like I'm surprised
Let's role play, I'll wear a disguise
I want you to park that big Mack Truck
Right in this little garage
Make it cream, make me scream
Out in public, make a scene
I don't cook, I don't clean
But let me tell you how I got this ring
Gobble me, swallow me
Drip down inside of me
Quick jump out 'fore you let it get inside of me
I tell him where to put it, never tell him where I'm 'bout to be
I run down on him 'fore I have a nigga running me
Talk your shit, bite your lip
Ask for a car while you ride that dick
You really ain't never gotta fuck him for a thang
He already made his mind up 'fore he came
Now get your boots and your coat
For this wet-ass pussy
He bought a phone just for pictures
Of this wet-ass pussy
Pay my tuition just to kiss me
On this wet-ass pussy
Now make it rain if you wanna
See some wet-ass pussy
Look, I need a hard hitter, I need a deep stroker
I need a Henny drinker, I need a weed smoker
Not a garden snake, I need a king cobra
With a hook in it, hope it lean over
He got some money, then that's where I'm headed
Pussy A1, just like his credit
He got a beard, well, I'm tryna wet it
I let him taste it, now he diabetic
I don't wanna spit, I wanna gulp
I wanna gag, I wanna choke
I want you to touch that little dangly thing
That swing in the back of my throat
My head game is fire, punani Dasani
It's going in dry and it's coming out soggy
I ride on that thing like the cops is behind me
I spit on his mic and now he tryna sign me, woo!
Your honor, I'm a freak bitch, handcuffs, leashes
Switch my wig, make him feel like he cheating
Put him on his knees, give him something to believe in
Never lost a fight, but I'm looking for a beating
In the food chain, I'm the one that eat you
If he ate my ass, he's a bottom feeder
Big D stand for "big demeanor"
I could make you bust before I ever meet you
If it don't hang, then he can't bang
You can't hurt my feelings, but I like pain
If he fuck me and ask, "Whose is it?"
When I ride the dick, I'ma spell my name
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, you fucking with some wet-ass pussy
Bring a bucket and a mop for this wet-ass pussy
Give me everything you got for this wet-ass pussy
Now from the top, make it drop
That's some wet-ass pussy
Now get a bucket and a mop
That's some wet-ass pussy
I'm talking WAP, WAP, WAP
That's some wet-ass pussy
Macaroni in a pot
That's some wet-ass pussy
I really can't stayBaby, it's cold outsideI've got to go awayBaby, it's cold outsideThis evening has beenHoping that you'd drop inSo, very niceI'll hold your hands, they're just like ice
My mother will start to worryBeautiful, what's your hurry?My father will be pacing the floorListen to that fireplace roarSo, really I'd better scurryBeautiful, please don't hurryBut maybe just a hald a drink moreI'll put some records on while I pour
The neighbors might thinkBaby, it's bad out thereSay, what's in this drink?No cabs to be had out thereI wish I knew howYour eyes are like starlight nowTo break this spellI'll take your hat, your hair looks swell
I ought to say, "No, no, no sir"Mind if I move in closer?At least I'm gonna say that I triedWhat's the sense in hurting my pride?I really can't stayBaby, don't hold outBaby, it's cold outside
Ugh, you're very pushy, you know?I'd like to think of it as opportunistic
I simply must goBaby, it's cold outsideThe answer is, "No"But, baby, it's cold outsideThe welcome has beenHow lucky that you dropped inSo nice and warmLook out the window at that storm
My sister will be suspiciousGosh, your lips look deliciousMy brother will be there at the doorWaves upon a tropical shoreMy maiden aunt's mind is viciousGosh, your lips are deliciousBut maybe just cigarette moreNever such a blizzard before
I've got to get homeBaby, you'll freeze out thereSay, lend me your comb?It's up to your knees out thereYou've really been grandI thrill when I touch your handBut don't you see?How can you do this thing to me?
There's bound to be talk tomorrowThink of my life-long sorrowAt least there will be plenty impliedIf you got pneumonia and diedI really can't stayGet over that hold outBaby, it's coldBaby, it's cold outside
Okay, fine, just another drinkThat took a lot of convincing
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Frank Loesser
https://youtu.be/RpD_tKmdLeQ?si=HTUWYwlRvUNGV2AT
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