And a fly aviator the color of sky
I spend the weekend on her
Big-ass, big brains and straight out the hood
Part time fashion designer she work for Jet Blue
It was classic
Pretty feet, peitete ass, nice shoes on
She stash me out when the feds come lookin' for me
Ass off the meter, Eva medenez Medenezlook, strut like a diva
Pretty young thing with a body like vida
Throwin' that ass like Ciara on the top of that whip
She ain't the Avon lady but her beauty was strong
Not, no crab shit, got bagged with the mag
Latin decent, velor suit with the cameltoe print
She play with all the rings
Ms. Bonita Applebum Bottom, thick as a Roman column
Aiyyo, aiyyo, I woke up in the morning still drunk off the Henn
Whether Jen, Don or Shawn it's the same situation
She had the high-glow's switchin'
And a very exciting girl, I don't know
She must be a special lady
Holdin' my taffy down when I'm gone
On some Marvin gay shit like lets get it on
She strict politic to the vicky's
See her in the club you hear others chicks bitchin'
Raw dick it down, love me, even if I'm holdin' condoms!
Taxi cab shit
Plus her guns for the revolution
Sweet sexy La Shawn, she got body like what's goin' on
Had a 2 o'clock appointment with this girl name Dawn
God on her side Indian chick with cat eyes
Only pink and smoked salmon where she feed her cat
Yo, my girls the bomb, intelligent mind
She right there when it gets sticky
Tattoo of a small butterfly on her inner thigh
See she did twelve months over a ratchet
Bath and body works leave the whole room lit
That's why I'm eatin' her candy and suckin' her toes
But Dawn quit to bust a bitch ass and shit
Clit was hangin' out her panties with no where to stash it
Ayo, she a diamond in the rough, black rose in the hood
'Cause she my bitch, the only cat that I lick
Three fourths of her body always covered with clothes
We on the block when the bills start creepin' on her
Versace robe on her body, peak, sippin' ass
Sky blue Louis Vuitton, leg muscles, deep dimples
Takes naps near her jewelry box
It won't be long till I'm back to my
Waitin' on my sweet strawberry pecan Rican La Shawn
Aiyyo, she gotta be gone
Body is soft, she smell fresh like a new born
Keepin' the food warm while I'm gone
Hit me up baby, P.S. Cappadon'
Lickin' glass bowls in her cat clothes
Leave her shine fine, blow minds like dimes of a Cheeba
I love my queen and she treat me good, fuck cookin' for me
She like it from behind, slow grind, sometimes with her feet up
Even at my loneliest times you that Jen will ride
The sunshine for my quiet storm
And when she step out the tub it's like an ill flick caramel skin
'Bout a girl I met who had many temptations
Wife everything
'Cause crazy stacks finicky thing
She a perfect ten in my wildest dreams Dawn
I'm not cheatin' on her or beatin' on her
She was so fly, get high, well understood
Sweet butter pecan Rican La Shawn
Paint her toes on the bed slow, watchin' me
Sugar, let's get it on
Nowadays shes laid back, helpin' me perfect my rap
You know Jen from a hundred and ten, she push the Lex Coupe
Mad respect with the fat thighs
Diamond cut like Johnny Lex collar attached
Cinnamon candles, sweet side, they on relax mode
She was so fly, get high, well understood
Yo, aiyyo, I woke up early took a stretch and a yawn
Right before she went to rest she had me singin' this song
Peppermint flared panties with the garder-belt clips
Had a 3'oclock appointment with this girl name Jen
Would straight leave her if she prostituting
Her kittin drink polar spring
