[Hook x2]
I bet you taste like sorbet and sherbet
I hope you know you flirting with a god damn pervert
I bet you taste like a McDonald's parfait
Apple pie, f** 'em dry
I ain't trynna parley
[Verse 1]
But I might parallel park
And creep in through the window while you post it in the dark
Like hark, who does there?
Babe I ain't no Casanova
If you let me get the ribs I'll eat you out like Tony Roma
She pulled a Tony Romo
She threw that interception
I threw some dollar bills and told the b**h to get undressing
Chin up little pin up
Your body is a weapon
Sipping from the shooters cause I tell the b**h to the stepping
If looks could k**, you'd probably be the d**h of me
If p**y was d**, you'd probably be ecstasy
Now what the f** I gotta say to get you next to me?
Tell you pretty lies and convince you that it's destiny
Well f** that
I'm just trynna get my jollies
Pop that a** up like a nollie
While I parachute that Molly
Geronimo, bombs away
Bottoms up, down the hatch
Got a blunt? I'm down to match
Dick 'em down I'm up for snatch
Lock, stock and the two smoking barrels
Hit and run
Getaway
Camouflage Camaro
[Hook]
I bet you taste like sorbet and sherbet
I hope you know you flirting with a god damn pervert
I bet you taste like a McDonald's parfait
Apple pie, f** 'em dry
I ain't trynna parley