Lyricist : Louis Kevin Celestin/Brandon Anderson/Sir Darryl Farris/Steven Jordan/Christopher Wallace/Sean Combs

Composer : Louis Kevin Celestin/Brandon Anderson/Sir Darryl Farris/Steven Jordan/Christopher Wallace/Sean Combs

Yeah, here we go

Damn, I just cannot stop myself

From thinkin' about that big ass I felt, when I

Finally get some time on the shelf

I'mma take you up on that offer (If it still stands)

I might have to put your ass in a five by four case of glass

And show you off

You know, some type of art expo

You Miami Basel type special (Yeah)

Both hands up pullin' the magic (Yeah)

And it's all mine from my understanding (Yeah)

And I don't mind taking my time if I can

I'm a slow ride 'til you say "Smash it" (Yeah)

Hey, I hopped out the p***y and went right back (Right back)

And I hopped out the p***y and went right back (Right back)

And I might have to put you in a tight little freezer

And nobody gonna see you 'til 3010, come on ('Til 3010)

You know what you do to me?

I said, "No, well, I don't usually"

She said, "Whip it out, whip it on out"

I said, "No doubt," poke it on out

She said, "You know what you do to me?"

I said, "No, well, I don't usually"

She said, "Whip it out, whip it on out"

I said, "No doubt," poke it on out

Damn, I just cannot stop myself

From thinkin' about that big ass I felt, when I

Finally get some time on the shelf

I'mma take you up on that offer (If it still stands)

I might have to put your ass in a five by four case of glass

And show you off

Huh, some type of art expo

You Miami Basel type special (Damn)

Both hands up pullin' the magic (Yeah)

And it's all mine from my understandin' (Yeah)

And I don't mind taking my time if I can

I'm a slow ride 'til you say "Smash it" (Yeah)

Hey, I hopped out the p***y and went right back (Right back)

And I hopped out the p***y and went right back (Right back)

And I might have to put you in a tight little freezer

And nobody gonna see you 'til 3010, come on ('Til 3010)

You know what you do to me?

I said, "No, well, I don't usually"

She said, "Whip it out, whip it on out"

I said, "No doubt," poke it on out

She said, "You know what you do to me?"

I said, "No, well, I don't usually"

She said, "Whip it out, whip it on out"

I said, "No doubt," poke it on out

Damn, I just cannot stop myself

From thinkin' about that big ass I felt, when I

Finally get some time on the shelf

I'mma take you up on that offer (If it still stands)

I might have to put your ass in a five by four case of glass

And show you off

Huh, some type of art expo

You Miami Basel type special (Damn)

Both hands up pullin' the magic (Yeah)

And it's all mine from my understandin' (Yeah)

And I don't mind taking my time if I can

I'm a slow ride 'til you say "Smash it" (Yeah)

Hey, I hopped out the p***y and went right back (Right back)

And I hopped out the p***y and went right back (Right back)

And I might have to put you in a tight little freezer

And nobody gonna see you 'til 3010, come on ('Til 3010)

A hundred miles an hour, down the 405

Know that you gon' answer when I hit your line

Now that I came, what's the plot? Check, check

Go get out the game, make that bubble drop, yes, yes

Shit, I better park the whip quick

Tryna lose your lipstick on the tip, tip

'Bout to take a quick trip for this misfit

Tiny friend, it'd be a shame if it didn't fit

I'm just a nigga with some good intentions and a bad plan

If you really listen, I been dying, man

Hopeful wishing with some broken wings

But I'm still fly

(Can't lie, still fly)