That ass that you have, I want it, I want it for me
Come to my house, come, let's spark a couple blunts
I remember rolling when I f*cked you, listening to all my songs
You told me that I shouldn't get my hopes up
Babe, well I'm a bad guy, don't pretend
You want me to do it to you
You know that I'm a bad guy, don't pretend
You want me to do it to you
Babe, with you I want to make a saga
You know that I'm a Chucky, babe, since birth
Smoking an ounce just killing time
Thinking about that ass, damn, babe, what suffering
Oh, when will it stop?, It only runs through my mind
In one hand the blunt, in the other a Presidente
Tell me, I'll pull up to get you on your block, I don't roll with people
Seeing the story you posted, I got horny
That ass that you have, I want it, I want it for me
Come to my house, come, let's spark a couple blunts
I remember rolling when I f*cked you, listening to all my songs
You told me that I shouldn't get my hopes up
Babe, well I'm a bad guy, don't pretend