need some quiet
Singer:lil' wayne
mama you. mama you. mama. mama you wine fine
i get so deep in that pussy
i touch the back of your soul
i bet i can make you pack up and roll
let's ride like we attached to the road
and if we on the same track
i hope we crash and explode
where do the passionate go
girl i'll take a national oath
nobody know what goes on the latch on the door
and if you throw it to me baby
i will catch it and score
i be right when she call me
she got that shit i just can't avoid
she so addictive and she know that i do anything that she tell me
i am her personal sex toy
i pop the bottle of that cris
then she was ready got to it
hit me up and i take that ass again
i see ya walkin like the cameras on ya
and you got your crack out
you got me sweatin you so hard
and we could do it on the beach
we could do it on the beach
i'm on it until the mornin
hop on it until it's foamin
i bone it better than homie
i want it better than homie
give ya couple of back bites
give ya couple of thigh bites
then here comes the highlight
i could make ya act rrright
and if you was a wine bottle
she dance on me like it's just us girl
you could make a nigga pay ya rent for 6 months
i could make ya little pussy start cryin girl
you know the fireman could put out the fire girl
are those applebottom jeans ya wearin?
she said these is donna karen
she can't even let air in
man i swear i saw a blind man starin
and i hope she take her clothes off
we fall asleep with our clothes off
we pick up where we left off