(Verse)
Mommy know she bad, I ain't got to tell her that,
She ain't buying gas, so I ain't trying sell her that.

I don't chase the cuff, I'm defending that
The bond !@$@ check for the night and then send her back.
She remember that night her whole lifetime,

Alone, struggle, like I write rhymes.
YOLO, so let's have a nice time,
We can go slo-mo, let's have some white wine.

Diced pineapples on the table,
While I'm licking on a neighbor.
Pretty laced panties, Vikky on her label,

We're going in like some %#@! you see on the cable.
She is able, foxy as hell,
And that fox got me locked in the spell.

It tastes like peaches, but it didn't got a smell,
I don't trick, but she can get any dollar bill.
For real, it feel like heaven,

I feel like a reverend.
Our bodies making marriage,
It feel like a wedding,

We're from three till like seven.
Damn, that thing so addictive,
It got so much cream, so I licked it.

It taste like body peak and mixed with diced pineapples,
Delicious.
I wish this night wouldn't end,

But it is, so I ain't gonna pretend.
I'm starting to see light out again,
So I'm going with the wind.

I wish this night wouldn't end,
But it is, so I ain't gonna pretend.
I'm starting to see light out again,

So I'm going with the wind.