Look
I'm trying to get my trousers up
She wanna suck me up
Call me boss like Bowser
Travel the world
To see me talk
Lick on her tongue to arouse her
It's tingling 'cause of the powder
She been giggling since I found her
Love it when Milly around her look
I want your ass to give me a standing ovation
And I wouldn't pass
If I'm in your class
I wouldn't do any equations
I wouldn't do math
I'd stay in the back
And think about you in the basement
Smile at me in amazement
Like it was a special occasion
Up into the morning sun
Pour it out the cup
Like you're mourning someone
Up into the morning sun
Pour it out the cup
Like you're mourning someone
She wanna get me
To sniff on a line of the coka
I said: "Lil baby you must be crazy Milly is only a smoka"
I rather blow out on a blunt
Than go out and get drunk
And throw up on the sofa
And I feel elated when I get faded
All my vibrations go up
Look
Skip to my Lou
On a loop I can skip on the beat
I'm slippin and slidin on top of it
I had to grip on the beat
I'm bending it over and spit on the beat
I had to stretch it out
'Cause I could barely fit on the beat
Drippin on top of it
I had to get me a sip of the beat
Huh
I'm real imaginative
I like to play
With an adjective
I been the shit
Without a laxative
I think I'll garner some mass appeal
Sometimes I think about
Leaving it all to a batch of kids
But they all on your lips
(F*ck)
Up into the morning the sun
Pour it out the cup like your mourning someone
Up into the morning the sun
Pour it out the cup like your mourning someone
I got a tank top on
With the shorts
Big ass, short skirts
Bad bitch, she gon squirm
When I put it in her
Huh
When I put it in her
Look
I got a tank top on
With the shorts
Bad bitch, big legs
Short skirts, she gon squirm
When I put it in her
Yeah
Up in the morning bitch