Yeah
In case you're just tunin' in
I am Mr. Don Trip
Yeah
This is iHeartStrippers
Trois
Man, I hope my mama's not listenin'
(Beat those drums), yeah
They say what goes around comes around, right?
Well, by my calculations, you came twice
The wetter that pussy get, the harder to say good night
You keep showin' me all them tricks, I might have to delay my flight
Look at you
With all them nasty tactics to trap me and have me seduced
It's so unfair 'cause you know I can't walk away when you nude
I'm always in the mood, I don't need no time to prep
I think you leakin', how 'bout I go travel down there to check?
I plant my lips on your neck, I slide my hand up your dress
You owe that pussy to me, baby, I came by to collect
I came by to pounce on your pretty lil' pussy cat
Where I come from, you can't call it fuckin' until you sweat
Where I come from, you can't call it fuckin' until you sweat
Yeah
Yeah
Where I come from, you can't call it fuckin' un—
Out for dinner, look at the time, I see that look in your eyes
Them French 75s got you lit like an open fire
How 'bout it? How 'bout we slide and box up your truffle fries?
You what I want for dessert, been cravin' your slice of pie
How 'bout we hop in the ride and take the long way home?
You turn into Teanna Trump soon as we all alone
I make that pussy smile back at me, what a happy home
You treat my wood like Lisa Simpson treats her saxophone
You treat my wood like Lisa Simpson treat her saxophone
Yeah
My bitch happy home
You treat my wood like Lisa Simpson treats her saxophone, yeah, yeah
Okay, I confess
You fresh out the shower, I can't wait to send you back
Ain't no mystery how bad I love it when it's waxed
I turn into Shaggy, now your cat my Scooby Snack
I turn into Shaggy do and I bag the Scooby Snack
Yeah
Yeah
I turn into Shaggy, now your cat my Scooby Snack
Short and sweet
(Beat those drums)
