Cupcakke Typo Lyrics
Typo by Cupcakke
Wanna give mama the D, gotta earn it like Earnest
Yeah daddy, the p_ssy feel like a furnace
Look at you baby, you lookin' determined
You want some chocolate cake and you German
Eat it up, beat it up (Ayy)
Legs tied like some chucks (Ayy)
Candles lit while we f_ck (Ayy)
Enima, he in my b_tt (Ayy)
When it comes to the d_ck, I can be picky
'Cause the p_ssy act fancy, you can ask Iggy
I be rockin' that d_ck, I ain't talkin' Milly
Stir that d_ck in my p_ssy like you makin' chili
I told him lick the clit like Ring Pop (Pop)
F_ck 'til 18 o'clock (Clock)
Every time his sink stop (Stop)
Told him wash his hands in my twat
He's a good snacker, packer, after, napper
Twat make him feel good like soup and crackers
Smacker, whacker, inside out, backwards
Wanna feel your hands in this p_ssy, come dap her
Finger me like a typo
Finger me, finger me like a typo, ayy
Finger me like a typo
Finger me, finger me like a typo, ayy
Like a typo, like a typo
Like a typo, like a typo
Like a typo, like a typo
I'm 'bout to make this ass switch like GEICO, ayy
D_ck gettin' soaked like the mop smell
Drinkin' that cock, that's a cocktail
Even thirty on the bottom like the sock stale
Fingers in the box like you got mail (Put it in me)
If I show you titties, boy you gotta buy me two chains
Yeah, eat the p_ssy like it's a mukbang (Yeah)
Dig in her p_ssy, lookin' for that loose change
Came on his fingers, made him buy new rings (Uh oh)
P_ssy ain't ran through, no marathon (Nope)
Can't too many people get in this Tana-con (Nope)
That's why n_ggas mad and they never come (You know it)
'Cause this p_ssy be the number one restaurant
And of course that n_gga wanna play
Gave him eight rounds, now I'm lookin' like K Plus 8
P_ssy runnin' juice like steak
And you know it's super good, so I f_ck him with a cape
Kick your feet up, give you three sl_ts
Feed me Reese Puffs, give me Visa, keep my T tucked
Now your hair f_cked, like Onika with the D up
All on my walls like Mona Lisa
Breasts swingin' in your face, but no fights
All I get is nut, nut, nuts, like on flights
N_ggas start buggin' after, like old rice
'Til I say, "K, pop it again, let's go twice"
Finger me like a typo
Finger me, finger me like a typo, ayy
Finger me like a typo
Finger me, finger me like a typo, ayy
Like a typo, like a typo
Like a typo, like a typo
Like a typo, like a typo
I'm 'bout to make this ass switch like GEICO, ayy
Yeah daddy, the p_ssy feel like a furnace
Look at you baby, you lookin' determined
You want some chocolate cake and you German
Eat it up, beat it up (Ayy)
Legs tied like some chucks (Ayy)
Candles lit while we f_ck (Ayy)
Enima, he in my b_tt (Ayy)
When it comes to the d_ck, I can be picky
'Cause the p_ssy act fancy, you can ask Iggy
I be rockin' that d_ck, I ain't talkin' Milly
Stir that d_ck in my p_ssy like you makin' chili
I told him lick the clit like Ring Pop (Pop)
F_ck 'til 18 o'clock (Clock)
Every time his sink stop (Stop)
Told him wash his hands in my twat
He's a good snacker, packer, after, napper
Twat make him feel good like soup and crackers
Smacker, whacker, inside out, backwards
Wanna feel your hands in this p_ssy, come dap her
Finger me like a typo
Finger me, finger me like a typo, ayy
Finger me like a typo
Finger me, finger me like a typo, ayy
Like a typo, like a typo
Like a typo, like a typo
Like a typo, like a typo
I'm 'bout to make this ass switch like GEICO, ayy
D_ck gettin' soaked like the mop smell
Drinkin' that cock, that's a cocktail
Even thirty on the bottom like the sock stale
Fingers in the box like you got mail (Put it in me)
If I show you titties, boy you gotta buy me two chains
Yeah, eat the p_ssy like it's a mukbang (Yeah)
Dig in her p_ssy, lookin' for that loose change
Came on his fingers, made him buy new rings (Uh oh)
P_ssy ain't ran through, no marathon (Nope)
Can't too many people get in this Tana-con (Nope)
That's why n_ggas mad and they never come (You know it)
'Cause this p_ssy be the number one restaurant
And of course that n_gga wanna play
Gave him eight rounds, now I'm lookin' like K Plus 8
P_ssy runnin' juice like steak
And you know it's super good, so I f_ck him with a cape
Kick your feet up, give you three sl_ts
Feed me Reese Puffs, give me Visa, keep my T tucked
Now your hair f_cked, like Onika with the D up
All on my walls like Mona Lisa
Breasts swingin' in your face, but no fights
All I get is nut, nut, nuts, like on flights
N_ggas start buggin' after, like old rice
'Til I say, "K, pop it again, let's go twice"
Finger me like a typo
Finger me, finger me like a typo, ayy
Finger me like a typo
Finger me, finger me like a typo, ayy
Like a typo, like a typo
Like a typo, like a typo
Like a typo, like a typo
I'm 'bout to make this ass switch like GEICO, ayy