Bishop Magic Don Juan pt II

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Pick her up in that Cutlass

Stainless steel the wheels when Im stunting

She just love to press on them buttons

So when she hop in I say don't touch nothing

I get to cranking up on them beats

She get to twerking back on that seat

I said you gon make me throw it in park

And break you off on the side of the street

I stay Gucci down to my socks

Something like Plymouth size of them rocks

I just dive off in that box like Jacques Cousteau

Im fresh off the block, like Usain Bolt, I'm running straight thru it

No foreplay involved I just do it

Sex talk boo, I speak the shit fluent

Sipping your juice, you wet, its like fluid

Damn near Fiji, might be Dasani

Secret wonderland on your body

She gon ride me like a Ducati

Me, her and Jack Daniels all finna party

Shawty so bad she bound to see Satan

Just trying to make her Scream like Wes Craven

Kisses on her neck will make her get naked

Fuck her so good she think that we dating

Speaking of Daytons, bitch I be skating

Hundred spokes they frosty just swinging

**** Im on and in my own lane

And I get my shine without the campaigning

Get the champagne and get the the shit popping off like explosives

Two deep creeping off in that Lotus

And these haters plague us like locusts

These days its just hard to stay focused

All these hoes distracting me

Hoes attract to me,hoes attached to me

Hoes attacking me, shake that ass for me

Fill my glass for me, roll my grass for me

Speaking bad on me, that's like blasphemy

I spit rapidly, All-star averages, with no practicing

Defy gravity , until I'm practically, out this galaxy

Gone