Let's go deeper than the bottom ship
Her pussy bottomless
She suckin' on my bottom lip
I love her confidence
She fiendin' for my consciousness
Anesthesiologist been dreamin' bout all kinda shit
Her pussy soakin'
Think she might just let me drown a bit
I'm bozo brazy think she might just pull me down a bit
She want my name and now I think I love the sound of it
I'm stuck on stupid 'cause that booty lookin' rabbit shit (what)
Yeah
It's the little things
It's the little, little things
That you do for me
In love with money
And killin' bitches with ambition
Badminton
Runnin' the rackets until my bag different
Baby got a desk in the bank
She do her math different
Phone numbers
Never call my dad, if I can't cash digits
Bass steady bumpin', we humpin'
Like it's a bad thing
Fuckin' on the sheet then the cover
We did some mad things
Slim thick, grippin' her hips
Your baby nasty
Love her when I wish for a tour
"Cause I be raspy (what)