I think it's so f**ing stupid This diapered baby named cupid Man I be dodging an dodging While he be shooting and shooting I went from losing to winning 1 week and 10 types of women I'm getting realer and realer While they still fake I'm still grinning She might be foreign to you But sh** to me she domestic I'd rather f** me an import A derrière with some chest b**h sh** f** yo couch up in Greystone k**ing it with the cartel She treats the club Just like a home Her import skin look like caramel And I might lick it up sh** cuz I ain't tied down And that p**y taste like water I might die and drown We up in the club like f** love I don't need that sh** But you need this dick Get on your knees right quick And just s** my...... [Outro] Hey Moolah, who is that?