They say that whole game done went pop so I'm back in this ho We drinking gin 'till we pass out and fall on the flo' Is that your bitch? Cause she told me she ready to go
Who down with me tonight? You know I'll treat you right
You shake for me until they turning on them ugly lights Throw them fingers up, and finger-fuck the sky She like the way we pump it, I call her pumpkin pie
