[Intro]

Ah, haha

I can make this one about you? (You know you my baby, right?)

Huh, you sure?

I'ma call it Pink, okay? (Wait for it)

Hm (Haha), yeah (Talk to 'em, Quan)

Nah, I'ma call it Milk Marie (You know how far this shit go)

I like that better, haha (For real)

Ayy

[Chorus]

Milk Marie, she got a pretty pussy

Call it Pink 'cause a nigga fell in love with it, ayy

She got a thing for me, I got a thing for her

Never ever let her get away from me, ayy (No)

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no (No)

She don't yield at stop signs, lil' shawty on go

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go get it

[Verse 1]

If I wanna fuck her she gon' always say, "Yes"

Ayy, lay her on her back while I'm gripping on her chest

Her ex don't want that, no, that nigga want this

That nigga extra lame, he don't want no conflict

Made two-million-point-five, nigga, I ain't done yet (Nah)

Stand down to my word, if I said, it then I meant it (Yeah)

Thugger, my money eight feet tall, two midgets, ayy

[Chorus]

Milk Marie, she got a pretty pussy

Call it Pink 'cause a nigga fell in love with it, ayy

She got a thing for me, I got a thing for her

Never ever let her get away from me, ayy (No)

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no (No)

She don't yield at stop signs, lil' shawty on go

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go get it

[Post-Chorus]

Girl, I want everything that come with you

Even if you got stretch marks, and even two children

I can't blame you, girl (No, no, no, no)

[Verse 2]

Love you for who you are, want you for who you are

Baby girl, you a star in my book (Ayy)

Fuck with you for who you are, fuck with you for where you going

Fuck them lame niggas, yeah, they could look (No)

And my girl

Got the world shook, earthquake the world

I'm tryna get a nut just like a squirrel

Can you blame me, nigga? Can you blame me, nigga?

Can you blame me?

Ran off with a nigga pack (Ayy)

Told him, "Hit my line," gave that pussy boy the fax number

No Jim Carrey, Rich Homie act dumber

Got ice on like a nigga livin' in the summer

All my soldiers got me protected like I'm Osama

Campaign made a million profited like I'm Obama

Lactose intolerant, I don't drink–

[Chorus]

Milk Marie, she got a pretty pussy

Call it Pink 'cause a nigga fell in love with it, ayy

She got a thing for me, I got a thing for her

Never ever let her get away from me, ayy (No)

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no (No)

She don't yield at stop signs, lil' shawty on go

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go get it

[Post-Chorus]

Girl, I want everything that come with you

Even if you got stretch marks, and even two children

I can't blame you, girl

[Outro]

Yeah, haha, ayy (Go)

You know I fuck with you despite of how bad of a attitude I be having at times

I do it 'cause I love you, shawty, you should know that

This shit go back like four flat (Go)

For real, for real, I ain't talking for my health

I love your smile, everything about you

Quan