Hot? I mean like, loud. Yeah. I went over pick up lines in front of mirrors all the time Mandatory cause I cease to stutter every time I try If there's only one that's fit for you, I bet that I'm the guy You my heart, if you need me then I bet that I'ma die See Wiz said I had to get you from your man And bitch told me that you said he's just a friend Broke dude, heard he split cheese with a hobo His checks keep bouncing, SB's on the pogo But you say no to Rulo, you either take me or Juno You wanna lay me some Pluto, I wanna make a new move for your benefit It isn't that hard to pick my sex out of this world She call me Martian dick, I don't mean to diss your man But I like you, shit has been wet since I was ten I'm just tryna get a chance, you won't even give me that, it's weird You know what? Think I came off wrong, yeah, I started over Like, what's up? I don't really mean to be rude But last time I seen you with dude, I heard y'all broke up Bummer, I mean if it's cool, like, we can go and chill It's on the straight drive, got a crush on you, crush on you Got a crush on you, crush on you Got a crush on you, crush on you Every shit that you ain't wanna check, it's a check now It started out, I had a party at my house Drinking everybody and a couple girls on the couch Look at them, they burnt out, they got their skirts all up Another chick talking bout she got a blunt rolled up And so I did the damn data, cause I'm bout to make it happen And she had another friend, and so I'm bout to do the crack And smoke the blunt outside, no lighter but the matches And I only hit the blunt cause I knew she was giving action You can't pass on that, bro, plus she was bomb And she got some nice hits, the girls get it from they mama Hit the sex room, then we gotta change up the genre This girl going wild, I think I'm loving her persona She like to wear Prada, Louis V and Cabana Street clothes over lingerie on the bottom I can't stop staring, adrenaline rush But I had to suck it up and tell this cutie, what's up? Like, what's up? I don't really mean to be rude But last time I seen you with dude, I heard y'all broke up And if it's cool, like, we can go and tell her something strange I got a crush on you, crush on you Got a crush on you, crush on you Got a crush on you, crush on you Shit, what you waiting for? Check this and check out What's your name? Where you going, baby? Can I come? Let you empty out my bank account, piss and fish for hours I know you wanna hang like wet clothes She whispered in my ear like, let's go We can hop in a B-Model, Lexo I'm trying to bust and I ain't talking bout the Metro I'm nasty, yeah, I don't give a fuck It's a target on your pussy, bet I hit it up Can't stop, won't stop like the Young Bounce I got some things, man, you can do for fun, fuck So what's the deal? Is she with the business? She can't take the dick, she won't let a nigga finish She backing up, backing up to take a pose She doing shit that made me wanna take her home I'm like, get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, girl I smack her on the ass and tell her to get it some more Like, what's up? I don't really mean to be rude But last time I seen you with dude, I heard y'all broke up I mean, if it's cool, like, we can go and chill It's something strange, y'all, I gotta crash on you Crash on you, gotta crash on you Crash on you, gotta crash on you Crash on you, shit, what you waiting for? Check, yes, check, motherfucker