Mmmmmmmmmm.. damn this track is butter

No artificial flavors here kid

Yo matter of fact

it's not even butter it's lubrication check it

Now peep the flilz nilz if you will Bill or take a chill pill

As I drop the real deal on my everyday bilznilz

Bouncin love love with my man in a Lexus

Gucci shoppin hoppin huntin for the opposite sexes

Holdin down the Boule' when I stopped for a red light

And peep the mega the don kick, crazy bumpin headlights

Yo Rod, that looks scrumptions don't it, CHILL I want it

Take the wheel for a moment, cause I'm about to JUMP ON IT

Ran up inside hon, and got that mouth wide kid

Had her open like 7/11, with that Southside shit

Now what's your name, where you live, what's your #, what's the age?

Is you single, where's your man, is he big, yo do you date?

Would you like to have my shirt, have my car, have my child?

Can I bite you on your WHOOMP THERE IT IS caught the smile

She's like, "Pleased to meet cha, my name is Tenisha

I'm goin to get some pizza and see my cousin Kadesha

I gots to give props, your game's mad far from booty

So do you have a name, or can I call you cutie?"

Ahh, I had the mental smack dab in my pocket

But if I wanted to rock it, watch me go ahead and lock it

I put my arm around her squeezed and shorty said, "Uh uh, please

You don't know me to touch, you might have some disease"

Ohhh, so now I look like I got somethin, stop frontin

on the skillz squally, you know I'm a little bumpin

Do I look like I got gonoh-syphla-mydia phase III

Walkin round beggin people TO MAKE LOVE TO ME

Boom, she started rollin, caught the buzz from my pager

Peeped the flavor, she looked amazed like

"Oh, you just played yourself