I don't need a kiss, kiss, kiss I don't need a kiss, kiss, kiss Nickel Nina nigga, Twitter beefin' First rap in a shot of fan Gucci's my absolute state of mind Like Wackers, man, Chopper's brand Hittin' head in a car called New Gallardo This bitch suckin' my dick today Call her yesterday's news tomorrow Stretch a nigga out, I'm the new Tyvo Bout to cross over, I'm the new Ivo Bout to save a couple of these bitches That's right, I'm the new Bobbo You, you five-o Me, I'm more grounded than punishments But I'm too flat-o Y'all niggas be whinin', I should call you Moscato Look down at the floorboard, looks like someone left their parents their little shoes in my Tahoe Never know just what type of a ho inside of my ride I'm a lit Last night with the 5 a.m. and she ain't even recovered from last Friday yet Hoes all over the ride like it's an ice cream truck I can see why they fret I already ran over two hoes and I ain't get out the ***in' driveway yet Soon as I open the door, you try to resist, what for? Gettin' girled up front, shorty, you're fightin' a winnable war It's useless, tits on a bull or little tits on a *** Got a Mac on this floor, brats kickin' and screamin' like little kids throwin' fits on the floor Get in the whip, but you ain't turnin' this frog to a prince Why you tryin' to keep convincing me for? I wanna kiss, kiss, kiss I wanna kiss, kiss, kiss I wanna kiss, kiss, kiss I wanna kiss, kiss, kiss Now you in my whip, as long as you understand that I can't be whipped You say companionship, I say abandonship I'm a gigolo, so you know I'm always on the go I don't got no time to slow down for no relationship Drop the P and add a T, yeah, you can get mad at me all you want But I'm ghost before you can even say boo, hun, let alone call me one A one night stand is all he wants with a female fan Yeah, one night stand, and he's talkin' about a one night stand His bedroom has two lamps and only one night stand Get the hint? Ooh, yeah, boo, ew I ain't finna argue, but why do you think they call it boo? Yeah, cause the sound of it's supposed to scare you Oh, ho, we can share you in the back of the McLaren I don't give a *** what your name is, we gon' call you hot and bye Hope you buy, in the meantime, your name is Sharon Slow the flow down so I can, what? Tell you the same face I make when I'm shootin' the guns The same face that I make when I *** From the back with my hand on your neck Pressin' your face against the sheets, it's insane You've been changed, cause I'm out of this world, girl I got that Milky Way dick vein I'm at an all-time high with highness I'm at an all-time fly with flyness And this is exactly what they say when they bow to your highness Only a kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss Only a kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss Only a kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss Only a kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss Only a kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss Nickel-Needle nigga, Twitter beefin' first Rappin' and shot a fan Push a chick out the car while it's movin' like Waka's moon Her bottom's dark, but her top is tan Her private parts got her on the pole Like the opposite of her papa's clan Come on, stripper, let's hit the strip 180 Throw it in reverse and drop the trans I'm in a trance, man, look at this bitch dance Lookin' at this tramp like, what are you wearin', girl? Quit playin' Yeah, bitch, and I'm scratchin' snip pants Well, let me scratch em, let me sniff, yeah What? Did I say that? I'm on lean like styrofoam cups in kickstands Middle finger stuff on ***ed stiff pants But, girl, you got a butt like no it fans So, yeah, what the hell, maybe All hell shady He'll tell it like it is, so tell Katy Perry He's on a tail, he's tailgating These bells are my mating call And I'm here, bells waiting And tell lady Gaga, she can quit her job at the post office She's still a male lady When I *** her with her dick You heard it, the verdict's in He's allergic to Divas So take me cleavers to him Him don't give a damn how Diva do him What a demon, a behemoth Evil just seems to be seethin' through him I like the little striptease you're doin' This evening, you and me Gon' find three more chickadees And have a menage like Nicki You hot like a dickie Outfit in Texas Without *** under it Sweatin', *** Or get to steppin' to my logic My butt trick, my dick As hard as stiff as a yardstick What are we gonna do? Ride around to a car sick? I'ma put this *** in park like dog *** And you can blow me in the dark In the parking lot of the trailer park Out of garbage What are you waitin' on? Me to roll out the carpet Condoms are in the glove compartment Let's start it Think I'm jokin'? What am I, sittin' here Tryin' to make fake farts with my armpits? Tryin' to get you to spit pop through your nose? Am I here to amuse you? Stop it I'm in your pocket On side of a church The other hand reachin' for the bottom of your purse You givin' me head in a boxing stance My dick so big, you can drop it in dirt I'm not your man We sparring partners It's five things you are in charge of That's suckin' a dick Suckin' a dick Suckin' a dick Suckin' a dick Suckin' a dick And if you ain't suckin' dick What you mean? How'd you get suckered into this? You gon' jump in my truck and then try to get truckin' it? You should be sufferin' You should be cookin' You should be bucklin' your seatbelt with oven mitts Excuse me While I make an ass outta myself But it's only because I just wanna get Only kissed Kissed Kissed Only kissed Kissed Kissed Only kissed Kissed Kissed Only kisseded Kissed Only kissed Kissed Only kissed Kissed Kissed Only kisseded Kissed Kissed