So let me throw some misdirection on her

I barely glanced her direction when I said good mornin'

Skin is ivory white looking like a porcelain plate

But she's a dime so I really can't afford mistakes

But my game precise breakdown my highlights

My life's an ode to show you what the grind like

Primetime I'm bout to hit this buzzer beater

Against all odds she heard I used to bust her cousin Rita

But that's the road life I blasted me a dozen divas

But they didn't have half your booty or them luscious chi-chas

I'm in the mix now she's calling me the flower child

I wrapped her up then I took her for a power hour

She's a stallion built like a brick house

And I got the fevers I hope it don't slip out

Every time she turns to walk away my eyes shift south

Youngin is a cranker thank you I need to sit down

She wear them heels like she was born on a mountain side

Showed all my cards and hardly given up an ounce of pride

We gaining stride, she cooler than the AC

Baby girl our bodies are in rhythm to the same beat

My sweet Delilah dressed down in a plain tee

Threw on the chucks she spilled Jack on the A Three's

She used to drink clear I put her on the dark side

Got out the iPhone and put her in the archives

She's a G take a fifth to the neck right

Just to get loose and the sex is like bed time

Our love is red line but I don't ever fold up

This is only year one Jack Black Paul Rudd

We burn it up figure eight's on the fur rug

Hands full of ass like it splash in my firm clutch

Your body's calling I never seen it quiet

And I'll be here to answer 'cause your everything is mine