HAPPY THANKS GIVINGGGG!!! SUPRISSSE I've been sitting on this one for a bit now my baddd! But aye whatever I was listening to it just now and I think I like as is! If I put it on streaming platforms it won't have the watermark or maybe it will idk! Be sure to share it to all yo baddie friendsss! Cold Bitch Winter starts NEOWWW!!!

LYRICS:

[Chorus]
Split; just like these booty cheeks
Bring the boys to the yard, yes bring the milk to me
“Okay,” got we minds all so split like we’re making a disease
Got the hoes in the back, (got them wishin’ they were me)
Split; just like these booty cheeks
Bring the boys to the yard, yes bring the milk to me
“Okay,” got their minds all so split like we’re making a disease
Got the hoes in the back, (got them wishin’ they were me)

[Verse 1]
Yes I know it’s small, but bitch it ain’t flat
Just because your big, don’t mean it’s all that
Little booty gang is all where it’s all at, cause when these tight ends get to sliding that’s when he knew it was the bat

Booty, booty cat
Yes I know it got my back
Making clapping sounds when he need it, bet he won’t come do that
When I needed it the most it can pay for all my bills, then I take a quick snap *PICTURE SOUND*; now reply to that

[Bridge]
Got heels clicking together, now what you hear?: that’s Todo clapping
Now *CLAP* (BEAT CUT) (boo, the gang is here)

Nah, you can’t touch cause we are not for sale, oh wait you’re single *BEAT CUT*...TAGH OH WELL

[Chorus]
Split; just like these booty cheeks
Bring the boys to the yard, yes bring the milk to me
“Okay,” got their minds all so split like we’re making a disease
Got the hoes in the back, (got them wishin’ they were me)
Split; just like these booty cheeks
Bring the boys to the yard, yes bring the milk to me
“Okay,” got their minds all so split like we’re making a disease
Got the hoes in the back, (got them wishin’ they were me)

[Verse 2]
Call me Rick James, bitch I’m solid gold
Yes I’m riding that train till it ruptures up my soul

What you mean you're solid gold, I know you were just saying
Yes the dick is not platted, but the bussy can really state it

Yes it is that
Yeah, no it ain’t fat
Don’t grab on the shaft
It claps with it breathes
Taillight; where’s the keys?
Make you jump ship and leave
Call Noah, help you breath
Sit on it, what a relief
Holy shit I can’t fucking breathe

[Pre-Chorus]
When you see this booty it was the only competition
That’s why you’re a fan of my magic poof now I got you wishing
Don’t try and ignore me either because I make the main mission
That’s why when he saw me he had to part me like I’m a partition
UGH

[Chorus]
Split; just like these booty cheeks
Bring the boys to the yard, yes bring the milk to me
“Okay,” got their minds all so split like we’re making a disease
Got the hoes in the back, (got them wishin’ they were me)
Split; just like these booty cheeks
Bring the boys to the yard, yes bring the milk to me
“Okay,” got their minds all so split like we’re making a disease
Got the hoes in the back, (got them wishin’ they were me)

[Post-Chorus]
Clap clap clap clap clap
Like a fan
Clap clap clap clap clap
Like I'm Peter Pan
Make it clap clap clap clap clap
With no hands
AH

Split (Alt. Version)

Split (Alt. Version) by LQ

Just a creator who wants to make your day brighter through music.

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