| Yeah, all of that ass you carrying
|
| —you gotta be shitting me
|
| All that body that you came with
|
| But where are you mentally?
|
| I know ya hear it all the time
|
| But you ain’t gonna hear from me
|
| I just wanna focus on them lovelies
|
| What’s behind them tig-ol-bitties?
|
| They say the heart is underneath
|
| Underneath the guarded insecurities
|
| I finally found the key
|
| Underneath the garments that’s the double D’s
|
| Open your heart, X spots the mark, baby
|
| Don’t turn around, make an ass out yourself, baby
|
| Open your heart
|
| What’s behind them tig-ol-bitties?
|
| I don’t mind them little bitty berries
|
| You my Ju-Ju-Be
|
| I don’t need nothing to distract me
|
| From this connectivity
|
| You know I see it all the time
|
| The same old shit to me
|
| I just wanna know what’s under
|
| That tender titty meat
|
| They say the heart is underneath
|
| Underneath the guarded insecurities
|
| I finally found the key
|
| Underneath the garments that’s the double D’s
|
| Open your heart, X spots the mark, baby
|
| Don’t turn around, make an ass out yourself, baby
|
| Open your heart
|
| What’s behind them tig-ol-bitties?
|
| Before you go and pop that bottom baby
|
| Before you go and get butt naked baby
|
| I know you gotta little bit of baggage baby
|
| Never mind I’ma look past it
|
| Big cans in the cooler, let me handle it baby
|
| Two jugs I’m gonna start grasping you baby
|
| Separation between truth and the fake
|
| You can get a new rack for $ 5K
|
| You can get a rapper by Friday
|
| You gon' have to replace being cheapskate, just save it
|
| Can a nigga squeeze or should I just be safe?
|
| (Yeah for-sure) Tell me what it reads on the expiration date
|
| (Well I just got them, should be good for about ten years or so)
|
| I know you feel the D when a nigga deep in the hole
|
| But do you feel the peace when I’m sucking them, baby doll?
|
| (Can you fuck me already?)
|
| Open your heart, baby, X spots the mark, baby
|
| Don’t turn around, make an ass out yourself, baby
|
| Open your heart
|
| What’s behind them tig-ol-bitties?
|
| Open your heart, baby, X spots the mark, baby
|
| What’s behind them tig-ol-bitties?
|
| For me I can’t live in the Northern Hemisphere
|
| I must live, back, back in the time
|
| Where all these animals, all this sea life, all the oysters, shellfish,
|
| crustaceans, everything is part of the smell
|
| Everything has come into the focus of the whole experience |