| Move that in slow motion, do that for me baby You just stepped into the function |
| Thicker than a snicker looking like a million bucks |
| Sorry I’m hella faded but you cake like duckie |
| Hides from behind it’s like starring in an onion |
| 'Bout to lose my mind let me touch something |
| Stop teasing me, stop teasing me |
| Let me fuck or something |
| Skip all the conversation I’m not trying to be your husband |
| Plus married couples fighting and I ain’t in all that fussing |
| And neither should you be |
| Moving in slow motion while I’m feeling on that booty |
| Getting head on the sofa while I’m rolling out my doobie |
| Who we it be like a fly porno movie starring me |
| Big mems in me stick and juicy |
| Move that in slow motion, do that for me baby Go ahead nigga savor y’all boys |
| love to throw that cake |
| When I’m to the script put at work |
| Birthday suit get straight grown |
| Went from chicken heads giving head out by the payphones |
| Getting breezy put the same bitches out a gravestone |
| I stay on, peeko dipping mind be on that seat no flipping |
| Game HD when I pull up she can see the difference |
| I don’t know, I suppose I just pillagrino bitches |
| Run 'em like water hitting corners got lucini |
| Hitting cornbread squatin lounges got you looking thick and true |
| Ain’t no substitute for what this remmy and this dick will do |
| What it do, what it don’t take a nap and fuck some more |
| Break your back then puff my smoke |
| Freaky thing she love slow mo |
| Move that in slow motion, do that for me baby Puffing loud bright and early |
| In the clouds like I’m curvy |
| Strutting on my grown man’s |
| Since I’m 'bout to hit my 30's |
| Man these hoes is so dirt |
| They be running around with herpes |
| Man these hoes is so thirst |
| Think they running out with slurpies |
| Anyhow, mini mouse with the skimpy blouse |
| Look me in my eyes |
| Like she wanna lick me down get me mouth |
| Got a lady now, can’t be shady now |
| No sir, now she proceed to break it down closer |
| No sir, Houston up in Onyx I ain’t drinking give me tonic |
| While this chick is all upon me |
| Tryna pop it, stop it |
| Lay my ass in and reject an invitation |
| 'Cause my mind is saying no |
| But my mini me is saying |
| Move that in slow motion, do that for me baby |