Girl, why you called me after I said I was gonna call you
I know I said I had a surprise for you, but damn, bih, it's supposed to be a surprise
How you gonna call me asking bout it
Well, f*ck it
Anyway, the surprise is I wrote you a song
I was gonna let you hear it after I record it, but I might as well rap it to you now
I think you gonna like it
This the first verse
You be true to me and I'll be true to you
I pull up just like Uber do and scoop ya too
You my ya, my whoop di woo
Your body look like ooey-ooo
Girl, you a snack, I'm Scooby-Doo
Your ass is bad like boosie boo
I treat you just like juicy fruit
You A-list and Bae list
So take this and save this
And play this in playlist
So you can replay this
Now be blessed
And baby, this ain't no BS
I ain't with the games, no DS and oh yea P.S.
Tell this nigga from the N.O. Y-E-S
Okay, so the hook is just gonna be like a sample type shit and I'mma let that run
A sample of a song we both like and whatnot, so I know it sound nice
I ain't gonna tell you what it is, but it's a old school R&B shit
It's a song we both like
When I first heard it, I thought of you
That's how I wrote the song
I know you gon' f*ck with it
Alright, look
I'm about to get straight to the second verse then
I think you gon' like this one a lot
You don't know what's in store
Baby girl, I implore
Maybe you should vent more
Put you in my memoirs
Wanna be your mentor
Not someone you ignore
Gonna make you bend more
Got horse dick, I'm a centaur
You could be the center of attention
My description of your body
Golly, maybe model or that of a vixen
You got all the fixings
Add-ons that these chicks be missing
Like discretion
Can't discredit how you flexing
1-8-7
Walking blessing
If you're in my section, then thou art in heaven
You so bad, they even say you're art in heaven
You the stuff that's part of legends
On a scale of 1 to 5
Baby girl, you are 11
Meet you at the bar at 7
All you gotta do is say yes
My bad, I wasnt supposed to tell you the song
But I can't help but sing that bih when I be getting into it for real
So the third verse, and it ain't really on some verse type shit
It's just on some bridge/refrain type shit
You gon' f*ck with it
We gon' have sex in the third verse
But anyway
What you doing for your birthday
Cause I got an idea
Yeah
Let's orchestrate a bowling date
How that sound
Just like all them pens, girl, you a 10
And I'ma knock you down
I'ma knock you down
I'ma knock you down
I'ma knock you down
Don't play with me, you safe with me, girl
I'ma lock you down
Munch, munch, chomp, chomp
Gobble, gobble, eat you up
Munch, munch, chomp, chomp
Gobble, gobble, eat you up
Munch, munch, chomp, chomp
Gobble, gobble, eat you up
Gobble, gobble, eat you up
Girl, you know I'ma
Yeah, you be true to me, and I'll be true
And I'll be true to you
You be true, and I be true
If you be, I'd be true
You be true, and I be true
Maybe something we could do
You be true, and I be true
Baby girl, that mean we true
Yeah
When I record it, I know you gon' like it
At least I hope you gon' like it
But anyway, I'll talk to you later
Mwah