[ Featuring Kashi? ]
10 a.m. sleep in the morning
And my baby call me snoring
I woke to the smell of her food
Guess she woke up in a good mood
Look at her smile, she too cute
Sneeze out your problems, I'll bless you
She make me feel like invincible
They try to play, now they a vegetable
Our love is electric conductible
Give her the world, it's acceptable
Work her real hard, she respectable
Give her my nut and my testicle
Guide us like a reverend
Smoking with her and my brethren
Puffing on gas, we don't use a pen
My baby gon' ride me until the end
And I don't understand why I feel like this
I'ma bring her close and then we probably gonna kiss
Baby you so fine, and you know I wouldn't diss
I'ma use my fingers, f*ck it, maybe the whole fist
And I don't understand why I feel like this
I'ma bring her close and then we probably gonna kiss
Baby you so fine, you know I would never diss
Picking out designer outfits, I know you would fit
Baby, look at your face, it's a f*cking masterpiece
I'ma pick your ass up in a big ass car, but I don't got the keys
Looking back and forth, make sure no one look
Keep you close until the last page of our book
Baby, caramel, she sweet like candy do
Damn, I'm so sick, I think I caught the flu
Oh, what, hold on, wait
Roll up blunts, bout like eight
She love my flow, imitate
Free her from her chains and run out the gate
Working out with you, it seems like it was fate
You reeling me in cause I caught up on your bait
Baby, for you, I would never be late
Have her smoke on my bong while she wait
She make me feel really high
And she smoke with me, we'll fly
She special, my key to life
Starting shit with just a bike
Sweeter than a Mike and Ike
Hope she don't turn to a dyke
If I keep playing, she might
Then for love, I'll have to fight
And I don't understand why I feel like this
I'ma bring her close and then we probably gonna kiss
Baby you so fine, you know I would never diss
Picking out designer outfits, I know you would fit
Pick out a designer, pick out that Gucci
Hit on awake and I beat up your coochie
It's a homecoming, not talking about Uzi
Hop on the mic and you know I go stupid
I hop on the mic and you know I go stupid
I don't trust this love, lil' nigga, not cupid
I would never cuff, lil' baby, you knew this
Like I can't cuff a hoe, baby, you knew this
Why you keep blowing up my line?
Told you time to time, bitch, you were never mine
Yeah, I saw you with the guys, why you caught up in the lie
Yeah, you thinking you the main, cause you sticking by my side
And I don't understand why I feel like this
I'ma bring her close and then we probably gonna kiss
Baby you so fine, you know I would never diss
Picking out designer outfits, I know you would fit
Baby, you a shining star, watch how you get dressed
Think I did enough, it might be time that I confess
