I like to push up on chicks like it's the last record
Take em to the telly, get butt pass naked
Let em feel the power, lick em if it don't taste sour
Hit em in the shower for a hour, give em that feelin'
Sauce money prevailing, let her get on top if it's mirrors on the ceiling
Hit her so right that she wanna throw rice My device maker say damn that niggas nice
Know I got wifey, lay my cards when I pivot Pass your seven digits if you with it
Sauce wanna give you the option for the boot knockin'
Nine times out of ten it's on and poppin' Ain't no stoppin' victory in the end
Bring a friend next time, let's do it again Bring your whole crew if you see through me
And we can meet on the BQE, and it goes like
This goes out to my Brooklyn crew Lay my game flat, what you wanna do?
Talk all night, or we gon' screw? Talk about me and you, and it goes like
This goes out to my Brooklyn crew Lay my game flat, what you wanna do?
Talk all night, or we gon' screw? I'm talkin' about me and you, and it goes like
I'm just gonna say you bragging Saw a saddest tongue between my thighs lollygagging
Cause you imagine shaking your tail just like a dragon become a worse fling
In the morning hot 97 the first thing
Deny it?
Hell yeah y 'all don't bite it I don't eat no kind of fish if you can't fry it
But who knows maybe one day I'll try it But for now slow down, too much Lil' Kim in your diet
Can I get it raw? Get it wet
When he hit it first, can I get it next? Shit, you the best
It ain't wack to be with both of us, mami Actually, I'm Eddie King Jr.
That nigga me He want me to feel what he feel when it's tight
And I know you don't be doing this, right? But it gets no livin' in this
Never lying, I dick Shit, we got niggas rising our wrists
Play your cards right, you be driving a six Shopping all day, hopping out in the dicks
Popping the crisps Shit, hopping out of your wrists
Popping your shit New York's hottest bitch
From the ghetto to the stilettos But you gotta do it two times like an echo
You feeling that? This is how we run it down the line
Nigga sauce go first, you're next to rhyme
This goes out to my Brooklyn crew Lay my game flat, what you wanna do?
Talk all night, or we gon' screw? Talk about me and you, and it goes like
This goes out to my Brooklyn crew Lay my game flat, what you wanna do?
Talk all night, or we gon' screw? I'm talking about me and you, and it goes like
I see you got a lot to get off your chest Coat, blouse, bra, don't talk me to death
Like murder's on your mind, mami, off the dress Jiggering game till I lost my breath
Last thing I need to know is what it costs for sex
What you need to know is if I lost respect Don't have to worry if you do sauce correct
I'ma bless that, bring my whole crew through, don't even sweat that
Dime pieces I'm hitting Four in the morning,
cross the flakes in your kitchen Now you want me to start tricking, I suppose
That's when the first bass off kicking We don't love these hoes
This goes out to my Brooklyn crew Lay my game flat, what you wanna do?
Talk all night, or we gon' screw? Talk about me and you, and it goes like
This goes out to my Brooklyn crew Lay my game flat, what you wanna do?
Talk all night, or we gon' screw? Talk about me and you, and it goes like
This goes out to my Brooklyn crew
Talk about me and you, and it goes like This goes out to my Brooklyn crew
Talk about me and you, and it goes like This goes out to my Brooklyn crew
