Mmmmmmmmmm.. damn this track is butter
No artificial flavors here kid
Yo matter of fact
it's not even butter it's lubrication check it
Now peep the flilz nilz if you will Bill or take a chill pill
As I drop the real deal on my everyday bilznilz
Bouncin love love with my man in a Lexus
Gucci shoppin hoppin huntin for the opposite sexes
Holdin down the Boule' when I stopped for a red light
And peep the mega the don kick, crazy bumpin headlights
Yo Rod, that looks scrumptions don't it, CHILL I want it
Take the wheel for a moment, cause I'm about to JUMP ON IT
Ran up inside hon, and got that mouth wide kid
Had her open like 7/11, with that Southside shit
Now what's your name, where you live, what's your #, what's the age?
Is you single, where's your man, is he big, yo do you date?
Would you like to have my shirt, have my car, have my child?
Can I bite you on your WHOOMP THERE IT IS caught the smile
She's like, "Pleased to meet cha, my name is Tenisha
I'm goin to get some pizza and see my cousin Kadesha
I gots to give props, your game's mad far from booty
So do you have a name, or can I call you cutie?"
Ahh, I had the mental smack dab in my pocket
But if I wanted to rock it, watch me go ahead and lock it
I put my arm around her squeezed and shorty said, "Uh uh, please
You don't know me to touch, you might have some disease"
Ohhh, so now I look like I got somethin, stop frontin
on the skillz squally, you know I'm a little bumpin
Do I look like I got gonoh-syphla-mydia phase III
Walkin round beggin people TO MAKE LOVE TO ME
Boom, she started rollin, caught the buzz from my pager
Peeped the flavor, she looked amazed like
"Oh, you just played yourself
