Lyrics Chocolate Darling - Poundz, Ill Blu, BackRoad Gee

Chocolate Darling

Yo, excuse me, darling, chocolate darling
Looking on fleek, can I beg your pardon?
Man been here from morning
Got a sweet one calling (Sweet one)
This brown one, she leng and her arse so big
But her attitude jarring
Baby, let me wet it like garden
Yo, excuse me, darling, chocolate darling
Looking on fleek, can I beg your pardon?
Man been here from morning
Got a sweet one calling (Sweet one)
This brown one, she leng and her arse so big
But her attitude jarring
Baby, let me wet it like garden
Sweet one looking oh so cray
I love your tight jeans and your fine-ass waist (Tight waist)
Big back make the whole room shake
Your LV outfit, that’s a grown-gyal taste (That's grown)
In the club or the back of the rave
I got my ting tucked, act tough, get shaved (Ching ching)
I don’t know why them man talk cray
It’s like they wan' sleep six feet in a grave (Bow)
I could buy you Dior, holdin' the store
Grass but a nigga need more (Need dro)
Two hands on a four, man’s breaking the law
This hammer ain’t nothin' like Thor’s (Bow)
Cute gyal, kinda thick, sweet one with the hips
Feel me, come around five or six
Come wine and twist for it
Back and flick
Show Meg about a stallion dick
Yo, excuse me, darling, chocolate darling
Looking on fleek, can I beg your pardon?
Man been here from morning
Got a sweet one calling (Sweet one)
This brown one, she leng and her arse so big
But her attitude jarring
Baby, let me wet it like garden
Yo, excuse me, darling, chocolate darling
Looking on fleek, can I beg your pardon?
Man been here from morning
Got a sweet one calling (Sweet one)
This brown one, she leng and her arse so big
But her attitude jarring
Baby, let me wet it like garden
Got a style on me
Babe, if you’re bad, show me your head back (Show me)
I ain’t spending no money, no setbacks
If you’re able, show me what you bring to the table
If not, then bruk it on me (Bruk)
In this life, baby, nothing for free
Machine long, the corn ain’t cheap
Vroomskrrr, let me in the street
Baby girl, can you bruk it on me?
(Can you?)
Matter fact, can you hold this for me?
Then you might see yourself in Gucci (You might)
Or Louis, or whatever (Wha' ya like?)
Back of the roads, I’m there (There)
Big machine or wetters
Back of the roads, I’m there (There)
Tell them man be scare
Yo, excuse me, darling, chocolate darling
Looking on fleek, can I beg your pardon?
Man been here from morning
Got a sweet one calling (Sweet one)
This brown one, she leng and her arse so big
But her attitude jarring
Baby, let me wet it like garden
Yo, excuse me, darling, chocolate darling
Looking on fleek, can I beg your pardon?
Man been here from morning
Got a sweet one calling (Sweet one)
This brown one, she leng and her arse so big
But her attitude jarring
Baby, let me wet it like garden
I did it, back of the roads, I did it
Big booty gyal, leave her limping
Hit the pussy, am no witness, yeahee
I did it, back of the roads, I did it
Big booty gyal, leave her limping
Hit the pussy, am no witness, yeahee
Got a sweet one calling
Baby girl ring off my phone from morning
Sexy gyal, wine up your waist, no stalling
Arch your back, go take the ramz like barking
Wududum walk with the ramz, no barking
Get shot, darg, you’re a target, uh
Boom that one there bark it, uh
Baby girl, come and park it
I’ll bruk off ya back, my gyal
Yo, all my sweet ones bad
Shorty wanna bruk off a mean-ass back
I just wanna beat off then grease that MAC
And burn my own clothes, fly yard and smash, smash
Whoa, can’t chat to bad man, you fool, uh
Take this yute to school
You’re my son, you fool
Yo, excuse me, darling, chocolate darling
Looking on fleek, can I beg your pardon?
Man been here from morning
Got a sweet one calling (Sweet one)
This brown one, she leng and her arse so big
But her attitude jarring
Baby, let me wet it like garden
(ILL BLU)