That's how we get cranked SIP really and get drunk
Screamin'
Waste no time grind on the stick take mine with a lick
You still be singing that Sunshine shit
Although I know I'm with my man I just can't help but check for you
And still wasn't it all, in the club bathroom stall
The type to might go search the whole beach
Make me suck the same thang that my hand be on
King Kong make you moan with this
Sneaky ways but I ain't mad at you, lookin' at me, I'm lookin' at you
Back to the beach, back yo, the line O
I'll keep it on the low, ooh, creep, creep, creep, creep
No joke, she broke all laws,handcuff a nigga lost balls
It's your world girl come collide with the dick
Just imagine how this could go, I want you so
Although I know I'm with my man I just can't help but check for you
We gone, South Beach in the Miami zone
Dominant some moan shit, home alone on some groan shit
Just imagine how this could go, I wasn't you so
Lookin' at me, I'm lookin' at you
The type to might go out and bring back something wild
And still fuck your broad, and all it take is one phone call
Private slumber party, with your name on the VIP
Besides, got me in the mood
After the club we can choose how Stella got her groove
Sexy walking with a street attitude
I ain't tryin' to live rude, meet at my room number 213
Lookin' at me, I'm lookin' at you
Backseat take your clothes off
No bra no panties on
Love to get between the streets and cheat on your dude
And if you give me a chance, boy you know it's gonna get real
One head nod from me she out the door
Whether you can kick it holla let me know, she creeps
Some hot tone champagne Heather Hunter
All bullshit aside she's a cold piece
I got a spot where we could go and roll, creep
One head job from her she out the door
Red bone big bitch with a sandy tone
Sexy walking with that attitude, you lookin' at me, I'm lookin' at you
There we roll, creep
Sneaky ways but I ain't mad at you, lookin' at me, I'm lookin' at you
I take mine from small waist line, face to the dime
If she leaves with me, no chance that her pants is on
Show up, and I'm beating up all walls
Sexy walking with that attitude, you lookin' at me, I'm lookin' at you
Don't trip pronto out the door
Damn she wrong, bad little candy cone
