You fuckin' with that nigga Girl you made the right chose My hands are in your pants I know to get that thing moist Grown tuck shorty, shit that girl a woman She said I'm the only one I ain't no motherfuckin' dummy Keeps it pimpin', pimpin' to the core Top a nigga' off with some Christian Dior Wheeled in hummers drop hands for the summer Rovers in the winters, escalades is just for beginners Look, she's smoke too, just like me, we get along great Discussions over wine, tell me 'bout your long day She say work got her stressed Well, let me help you out that dress And I don't mean to preach But your pussy shall be blessed Kissing down your back, molly got her relaxed Chills down that body, I'd get that ass a smack Sex on the beach, I ain't talkin' 'bout the drink Knocking dishes over got her on my kitchen sink She say