A-P-T-PT Fuck it, I can't say it, okay It's mister A to the N and then the T to the H I swear that I attract these women like I threw a bouquet So if you bitches acting thirsty then I'm Bobby Boucher Your man make hundred K a year, well I just made that today Aight now you know what it is, girl we back up in this thing Money stay in my pocket, girl I'm like a walking bank Tell me what you drink, tell me what you think If I go get these bottles, we go alcohol insane Don't you want me like I want you, baby? Don't you need me like I need you now? Sleep tomorrow but tonight go crazy All you gotta do is just meet me at the I thought love was only true in fairy tales Meant for someone else but not for me, yeah She want the lovey dovey, that kiss kiss In her mind she fantasize 'bout getting with me They hating on me, they wanna diss diss diss Because she mine and so fine and thick as can be Okay I eat instrumentals like I'm the rap Jeffrey Dahmer And if it ain't 'bout the commas then puto, no me hablas I got a bitch so fucking bad, yeah she hot as a sauna She said that ass so fucking big I gotta go thank her mama, goddamn Sin City's cold and empty No one's around to judge me I can't see clearly when you're gone I'm looking for Mrs Bubblegum, I'm Mr Chick-O-Stick I wanna da-na-na 'cause you so thick Girls call me Jolly Rancher 'cause I stay so hard You can suck me for a long time, oh my God Whoa, stop What? There's kids watching