I met this girl named Judy at the cafe 'round my way
Her breasts were near her chest and she had curls that hid her face
Her legs were Eiffel Tower, I could tell her daddy Black (Ah)
Peanut butter jelly toasted in her lap
We chop and chop it up, I like her thoughts and time had flew
She said she had no plans and asked me what I'm 'bout to do
I stuffed us in the Phantom and wiggled through the streets
She said she'd never do this, but she think that I'm sweet
So I won't judge Judy
No, I won't judge Judy
We end up at my home, we dance around and make some sweets (We make some sweets)
We started swapping spit and then she got on top of me (She got on top of me)
I ask her what she into, she told me lead the way (You go first, I'm into you)
Body rubs, bondage, and cream pies, we could play
Around in public and these cameras now a fetish, I imagine (Ayy)
Free for foot massages, giving oral is my passion (Uh)
You could ride my face, I don't want nothing in return (Wait)
Your body count and who you fuck is not my concern
'Cause I don't judge Judy (Yeah, yeah, yeah, what's your fetish and what are you into?)
No, I don't judge Judy (Don't matter, you're safe here, I won't judge you now)
No, I don't judge Judy (Judy, Judy, Judy, I, I'll try to hold you down and dick you down)
No, I don't judge Judy (Judy, Judy)
Uh (La-la-la, la-la)
Ah (Ayy, oh, oh, oh)
Uh, she's just like me, uh
Yeah, uh, uh, yeah
I can't judge Judy (Oh, na-na-na-na)
She like rope, hands around her throat
Couple guys'll make her feel alive (Yeah, yeah, oh)
She had a free spirit, you know? (Judy, Judy, Judy)
And she was great with women, exhibitionist (Judy, Judy, Judy, Judy)
I'm really a voyeur, so it worked out (Judge Judy, oh my god)
Our frequencies matched (Oh, na-na-na-na)
No pressure, just, just
She wrote me a letter
Sorry that I haven't been communicating much (Uh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
This past year has been rough, it's spreaded to my head (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I knew it when we met, if you're reading, it's too late
I'm on the other side, but I just wanna say (Ay-ay)
Thank you for the moments I could grab before I left (Wait)
I hope you live your life, your truest self with no regrets
I wasn't living right until they told me what was left
I'm wishing you the best, P.S
Thank you for not judging, Judy, damn
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compositores: Tyler Okonma
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