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 (Wanna take it from the top?) 
Lady you remind me of my raps on that relapse shit 
Cause you got an ass thick as them accents 
Two ass cheek implants, call that an asset 
'cause you could stick a glass on it, it's massive 
From the first time I saw you I actually said to myself, 'I gotta meet her like a taxi' 
Exactly, love affair in the backseat 
Sorry if I'm being graphic, but I'm stiff as a statue 
You sat on a shelf, I feel like I'm a bust 
Maybe I'm just ahead of myself 
Let me slow down, slow your camaro 
I'm tryna catch up, I'm tryna' jump your bones to the marrow 
Got me under your control and your spell 
Wanna wrap you up, put you in a bow like an arrow 
Grab you by the (meow), hope it's not a problem in fact 
About the only fact I agree on with donald is that 
So when I put this palm on your cat 
Don't snap, it's supposed to be grabbed 
Why do you think they call it a snatch 
I just wanna climb in the sack 
I'ma keep it 100, like my speedometer's at 
I'm watching you rap, I'm the dude following in back 
About six cars back, I'm in the lac 
And I want to (uh) 
All day, all day, all night 
You ask, I stay the night 
With you, you say you're vile 
Me too, you're burning up 
I'm running... 
All day, all night 
You feel, my heat (fire...) 
Feel, feel, feel, feel, feel, my heat. 
Hate to inconvenience you at the convenience store 
But those jeans you wore, like I've never seen before 
I pretend to work there, while I clean the floor 
Checking you out, like the clerk, while he rings you up 
Pull up behind you while you're leaving and you don't even know it (ayo, rick, man) 
She's brushing her hair, adjusting her mirror, she's rapping my shit 
But she wasn't aware, I was there, or maybe she was, and just didn't care 
Who knows, at least that isn't up in the air 
It's something to see 
But just like a girl who thinks her coochie doesn't stink 
If she ain't planning to do shit, this summers eve 
Maybe she wants to keep me company 
But fuck the pepé le pew shit! 
'Ain't steppin' to you, bitch,' I say to myself 
Plus she's bumpin' my music, ain't chasin' no tail 
Like a skunk in heat 
I could sweat her to some degree 
But fuck it, I'm the male, let her come to me 
(Could you repeat that again?) 
Let her come to me, male sweater, some degree, fail 
Fuck it, pull up beside her 
Sideswipe her, dodge vipe-her 
What is a brighter ass if she wants a computer lodged in her vagina? 
Said my dick is an apple, she said put it inside her 
I said... 
All day, all day, all night 
You ask, I stay the night 
With you, you say you're vile 
Me too, you're burning up 
I'm running... 
All day, all night 
You feel, my heat (fire...) 
Feel, feel, feel, feel, feel, my heat. 
Black out, come to, hands covered in blood 
Motherfucking gloves and a shover stuck in the mud 
I just bodied the beat, so that hoe must've been dug 
Cause it just died like 'ooh, food coloring, duh' 
So let's get turnt, like a shish kebab, twist it ma 
Like an air conditioning knob 
We be great together 
Don't care if it takes forever 
If I gotta wait, I guess it's better late than never 
You felt my heat, rubbing off on you 
I love your personality 
Come on, little mama, you're hot enough to melt rick's beat 
Come jump in the water, I bet you get your self esteem 
From your persona 
With an ass to match, girl your body is lit 
You're striking, I'm a gas 
Girl, you're just gonna have to put the mother chumps on the back burner 
You got puns, I got asperger's 
Just let me rest my head in between that set of ds 
While I shred mc's, like cheddar cheese 
That's just the thoroughbred me in me, ain't a better breed 
My dog thinks so too, look at my predigree 
Ma, the world is what I think of you 
I think you're divine, so I might swing on you 
I'm just kidding girl, I wouldn't lift a finger or two 
Unless it's the middle finger, to finger you. 
All day, all day, all night 
You ask, I stay the night 
With you, you say you're vile 
Me too, you're burning up 
I'm running... 
Feel, feel, feel, feel, feel, my heat. 
Under ones and twos, threes and four (the morning) 
Wait for the cut like neosporin (what?) 
He's mixing it up for me and lauren 
A teddy like short for theodore 
We're outtie, five thousand. 
(Who the fuck, it's my big dick, so everybody get ready right fucking now) 
            
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