Boom, uh, uh, uh, ecstasy,
Peep the skip you picked up
Driven to a nice place for
The nigga in your dreams,
Blanket on the grass, lunch in the bass
Cristal in the glass, picnic,
This little trip to the wilderness
Now do this, get close to me
Let me touch you in the places
and go to work in my million ways
Without having intercourse,
I could drive you crazy for days
Any niggas that you been laying with,
won't be laying shit after I do this
Give you one of my sexual sessions,
Well, there's a whole lot more
But there's a whole lot more
I like a woman that understands
but when I'm with you, treat you like a queen
So all that is bullshit and unseen
We do our thing with no problems,
And when it's time to hook up,
Catch a movie or some dinner on the side,
Then you hop in your ride
and meet me at my hideout
a glass of wine and some conversation
Purely fantasizing about the
Airplane baffling the back seats of jeeps
Then you dip to my number
Better known as my bedroom
Motherfucking max headroom
Where only a select few survive
And a bunch of niggas in the hood lost they wives,
Well, there's a whole lot more
But there's a whole lot more
Let me get some, woah, let get some
Lately, that's the only type I seem to get
So a relationship is out of the question
Don, having more than one
Everything is twice as nice
Without the questions about
Please, you can have that life,
Servin', splurgin' with all types
Swervin', steady layin' pipe all night, uh
And working out my million ways
without having intercourse
I can drive your craze for days
Any niggas that you've been
Won't be laying shit after I do this
Give you one of my sexual sessions
wake you up and ask your ass this question
But there's a whole lot more
But there's a whole lot more
Let me get some more, let get some more
Uh, uh, nine, six, nine, seven,