IPΛT - The Flood lyrics

I'm a mc with a god complex My Ego is beyond convex My soul is so concave Which means I'm one whole n***a So save the drama for your mama My swag(s) on Obama My shell's like some Armor- All shiny, sheen on her Adorn her, she Bling She shine, she my Queen My Goddess, My dream But I'm still her King My Isis is so Right This is like red beans to rice I mean, it's just nice to be Osiris Since my chick seeks my dick & she gon' find it in her eyelid Turn Isis to a pirate She want pegleg, I provide it I swashbuckle that a** kid I mash kid, Splish-splash kid She get wet like a rag kid & The more that I stab it It gets more like a bath kid So Psycho, poke fast it Flows faster than wet sh** That wet split gets wet spit & that cherry looks fresh picked Neglect it, & it dry's up But that's when I dry hump So now it's back to tsunami & stuff's gushing out of my Mami like a flood HOOK The Flood (16x) (We can deluge you) So now it's Noah status Floatin' on this mattress We f**ed like every animal Known on this mattress &Â shawty quite the actress Performance so divine She should've been in Ten Commandments Because my man spit, like, 9 times I need a part in this Red Sea 'Cause she drowned the hell out of me Rollin' all in her Deep got me feeling like Titanic in this piece Yeah, just marinating, dick soaking Drenched from all that back stroking She drained a n***a Now it's time to feed him Girl gimme dat manna Like Moses' eatin' I suppose we even Since I splashed on you Well, you splashed on me We a mess, true We all sticky like okra stew All slimy like a nose blew Ya rose drooling like an old dude & I'ma still eat it Like it's Whole Foods Cashews & a b**h's brew Jazz music, Lady Sing the blues I went them extra Miles Like an old shoe & it made her smile Because she love her boo Got a extra towel 'cause she be squirting goo We need a bucket, eww When we be f**ing, eww & she love it, eww We so nutty, eww Spent from all 'a dis cutting, eww Laid back just cuddling, eww Then we knocked out like 1, 2 HOOK The Flood (16x) (We can deluge you) Look I'm walking on some water Bed soaked from all the Drippin' on my linen & it's steamy like a sauna Air thick like Paula Patton, I'ma call her Tell her "Robin's cool But Patman's the real baller" Mercy, A Lauger! Ying Ling's my lauger, (It) Leaves a sweet after-taste Like my girl's Georgia Peach & I'ma eat the sweetness off her Icing drippin' from my teeth It's awfully messy But that's how it's got to be An alter to my lust I must a**ault her Can't resist It's like I caught the Holy Ghost & I'm just off the meat rack This cat is bonkers! HOOK The Flood (16x) (We can deluge you)