[Verse 1]
Castello, I'm back again
Back to rapping on the track again
Had to let you know what's happening
With that fine girl who was half African
Little mama was so fly
Oh my, Those eyes. Oh my, Those thighs
Made me wanna dress up in a bow-tie
And take you out for pasta. Do you like bow-ties?
I need you to eat it up, eat it up
Speed it up. Take you to the mo so I can beat it up
Don't worry bout your sleeping stuff
Don't you worry bout the mess. The maid'll clean it up
I put it down the best nightly
No matter what the address might be
All these mother f**ers don't got s** like me
Cause this bone I put on make you sweat like Keith
She coming back asap
Knew that she would say that from way back, can't fake that
Loved it how I played that, bent that, break that
Thought just cause I say raps I lay back in Maybachs
Nah honey
But now she don't care about the money
Cause I'm all up in her tummy, and now she ain't hungry
It's funny. In high school she wouldn't touch me
But now she screaming "f** me"
[Hook]
Don't got s** like me
All these motherf**ers don't got s** like me
All these motherf**ers don't got s** like me
Cause this bone I put on make you sweat like Keith