This goes out to my Brooklyn crew.
They like getting flat.
What you want to do?
Talk all night, or we gonna screw.
I'm talking about me and you, and it goes live.
I like to push up on chicks like it's the last record.
Take him to the telly, get butt past naked.
Let him feel the power.
Lick him if it don't taste sour.
Hit him in the shower for an hour.
Give him that feeling.
So it's money prevailing.
Better get on top of this mirror's on the ceiling.
Hit her so right that she want to throw rice.
My device make her say, damn, that nigga's nice.
Know I got wifey.
Lay my cards when I pivot.
That's your seven digits if you're with it.
So I just want to give you the option for the boot knocking.
Nine times out of ten, it's on and popping.
Ain't no stopping.
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 want to do?
Talk all night.
Are we going to screw?
Talking about me and you.
and it goes like this goes out to my brooklyn crew be my gang flat what you wanna do
Talk all night, or we gon' screw.
I'm talking about me and you.
I ain't gonna say you braggin'.
Sauce at his tongue between my thighs, lollygaggin'.
Uh, could you imagine?
Shakin' your tail just like a dragon, become my worst fling.
In the morning, hot the first thing.
Deny it.
Hell yeah, y'all, don't buy 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 what?
Get it where?
When he hit it first, can I get it next?
Shit, you the best.
It ain't whack to be with both of us, mommy.
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 lovin' in this.
Never lyin' our dick.
Shit, we got niggas risin' our wrists.
Play your cars right, you be driving a six Shopping all day, hopping out in the disc Popping a crisp, shit hopping out of your wrist
poppin' your shit.
New York's hottest bitch from the ghetto to the stilettos, but you gotta do it two times like a echo.
You feelin' that?
This is how we run it down the line.
Niggas sauce go first, you can next the 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 on.
This goes out to my Brooklyn crew.
Make my game fly, what you wanna do?
Talk all night, or we gon' screw?
I'm talking about me and you, and it goes live I see you got a lot to get off your chest
coat blouse bra don't talk me to death like murders on your mind mommy off the dress
Jigga ran 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 source correct.
I'ma bless that.
Bring my whole crew through.
Don't even sweat that.
Dime pieces I'm hittin'.
Four in the morning, Frosted Flakes in your kitchen.
Now you want me to start tricking, I suppose.
That's when the first face off kicking.
We don't love these hoes.
This goes out to my Brooklyn crew.
Leave my game flat, what you want to do?
Talk all night, are we gonna scroll?
Talking about me and you, and it goes live.
This goes out to my Brooklyn crew.
Remember game flat, what you wanna do?
Talk all night, or we gonna screw.
I'm talking about me and you, and it goes live.
This goes out to my Brooklyn crew.
Talking about me and you, and it goes live.
This goes out to my Brooklyn crew.
I'm talking about me and you, and it goes live.
This goes out to my Brooklyn crew.
