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Strawberry Soda Lyrics - Artist : Justina Valentine
I told him come over, eat this pussy out for dinner
A hot girl summer make a cold bitch winter
When he feelin' full and the dinner all over
I told him wash it down with a Strawberry Soda
(Damn right)

Bubble up
Go head and get ya money up
Bubble up
Go head and get ya money up

He said I ride nice D, he told me to come over
He rep the Midwest, he was born in Minnesota
From the school of hard knocks, push the rock like he Hova
He love me 'cause I'm bubbly, call me Strawberry Soda
I drove to Staten Island for my piece that's from Sicily
Said we meant to be 'cause we both was from Italy
For a white boy he really knew how to fuck
Got me all the new shit off the back of the truck

My new man sent a pic, yeah that dick pretty
Nobody be packin' like a thug from Brick City
He just did a bid, ain't no pork on his fork
I jump on 21 to go kick it out in Newark
Hood dude, rude boy, with a dome full of dreads
He love me for my brains, so he always wants head
When he don't get his way he be actin' like a child
Every damn car he steal smell like a Black

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