[Verse 1: Wale]

Diced pineapple, tonight you shall reach a height that the sky won't catch you

The highest form of my admiration
And I ain't no connoisseur but I'm kinda sure you will admire my taste
But before the sun graze ya

I'm tryin to see how deep you are
And believe me shorty I ain't talking about no intimate conversation
I wanna see if I can make you reach things unobtainable

When I peek into your nature
And I promise you my goals well exceed any physical pleasure
I wanna, give you whats better than better

The better my effort, the wetter her treasure
The more these mere moments seem like heavens or temporary forevers
Shorty get it together

Diced pineapple
May your love come down so my mind might have you
You designed my imagination

Let me redesign foreplay so you need five and
Tell me shorty you got it baby
If its not it baby, hope its progress baby

Let it all drip baby
If you stop that shaking, no more talking baby.no more talking baby


[Verse 2: Rick Ross]

Shorty so fine, #~!!@ so fresh

Diced pineapples that my baby tastes the best
I nearly lost my mind, guess it was a test
Swept her off her feet and nearly bought her $$# a lex

Paid it off cash so I never wrote a check
Leave my cars at her crib I'm just stuntin' on her ex
#~!!@'s excellent and I know it sound a mess

I love to make her toes curl as I'm lickin' on her flesh uhh
Sex all night couple shots of ciroc
Crib on the water got LeBron up the block

Money ain't the thing baby welcome to the Mark
Diced pineapples talking diamonds by the jar
(*##$ so bad got me wishing I could sign her

Uniform Isabel Marant when you on the team
Double MG them other ^!$$%s fell off, baby girl I just wanna see you well off


[Hook: Drake]

Call me crazy %#@! at least you call me

Feels better when you let it out don't it girl
Know its easy to get caught up in the moment
When you say its cuz you mad then you take it all back

Then we $#&@ all night til things get right
Then we $#&@ all night til things get right


[Verse 3: Rick Ross]

[Shorty so fine, #~!!@ so fresh

Diced pineapples I just bought my girl a set
I know my lifestyle wild I just do it for the set
She know how to make me smile and she do it with the sex

Pop bottles, make love, thug passion, red bottoms, Moncler, high fashion
Belt buckles, door handles, gold plated. Bal main rich denim, out Vegas
French Riviera baby girl lets take a trip

Im'a trip go to Cannes France to catch a flick
Baby listen, this position is a blessing and with your permission hopefully you'll learn a lesson
I'm so fly that I shouldn't even walk. She so fine she ain't even gotta talk

Diced pineapples talking diamonds by the jar
She never wrote a song but I know that she's a star


[Hook: Drake]

Call me crazy %#@! at least you call me

Feels better when you let it out don't it girl
Know its easy to get caught up in the moment
When you say its cuz you mad then you take it all back

Then we $#&@ all night til things get right
Then we $#&@ all night til things get right


[Verse 4: Wale]

Something about her probably can't live without her
Roll up some sour, let me kiss on a fountain
Mission accomplished, you increasing your heart rate

And I won't ever rescue me the peak of your mountain
Eager to show you, thinking that I should know you
And you eager to work perfect, I can't employ you
Designer %#@! spoil you, rub you down with the oil
To get on a higher tree, gonna have to climb a sequoia

Hol' up, showing off some Asian provocateur
Rushing you out your draws
Though patiently get you off
Hate when they get too anxious though
Hate when they be too dull

Like too get too deep
But I hate to get too deeply involved
How sweet is you
Let me see some proof
$#&@ making #~!!@ talk

I like to make it sing a tune
All we need it weed
We don't need no room
Right now I'm trying eat
We don't need a spoon