Asthma Pump Lyrics by Tay Money (feat. Flo Milli)
This pussy should come with an asthma pump
He in it and he not breathing
I got him coughing and wheezing, yeah-yeah, ay
This pussy should come with an asthma pump
He in it, and he not breathing
I got him coughing and wheezing, yeah-yeah
He losing air, he losing air, he losing air, he know it’s too good
He losing air, he losing air, he losing air, he know it’s too good
He losing air, he losing air, he losing air, he know it’s too good
He losing air, he losing air, he losing air, he know it’s too good
That shit like pow, ay
Open it up, he like wow
Tay Money trix, I showed him around
Ow, you can eat this by the pound
He like how it feel, he love how it sound
Bitch, I’m a queen, I’m sipping on Crown
Tay Money, I’m busting like buckets
If he start tripping, you know I might fuck it
Ay, what is your budget? (Money)
Trapper’s delight, I was here when you wasn’t, you know I ain’t budging
Yo bitch steady bugging
He-he-he ain’t fuckin’ me, then he ain’t fuckin’ nothing
Bitch, end of discussion
He can’t talk right now, he drinking my slushy
Ay, he say he love me
(What’s wrong, why can’t you breathe?)
This pussy should come with an asthma pump
He in it and he not breathing
I got him coughing and wheezing, yeah-yeah, ay
This pussy should come with an asthma pump
He in it and he not breathing
I got him coughing and wheezing, yeah-yeah
He losing air, he losing air, he losing air, he know it’s too good
He losing air, he losing air, he losing air, he know it’s too good
He losing air, he losing air, he losing air, he know it’s too good
He losing air, he losing air, he losing air, he know it’s too good
Come in his mouth, I’m like fuck it
Ride his face just to have a discussion
He can’t breathe, I got him huffing and puffing
He losing air, he know this pussy way too good
Yeah, I like my n***** rich and hood
I look like a model
I got a fat ass, when I walk that shit wobble
Chanel on my bag, give a fuck about a follow
I don’t think he breathing
Put the tip in, I love when he teasing
Say it feel like cushion when he squeeze it
Make him go crazy, I know he gon’ please it
(Like, um) Walk up the stairs, he pull my hair, he don’t got a limit
He come from the hood, he losing air, he losing air
I don’t give a fuck ’cause my shit is too good
(Yeah, Flo Milli shit)
This pussy should come with an asthma pump
He in it and he not breathing
I got him coughing and wheezing, yeah-yeah, ay
This pussy should come with an asthma pump
He in it and he not breathing
I got him coughing and wheezing, yeah-yeah
He losing air, he losing air, he losing air, he know it’s too good
He losing air, he losing air, he losing air, he know it’s too good
He losing air, he losing air, he losing air, he know it’s too good
He losing air, he losing air, he losing air, he know it’s too good