Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips
We rule the palace indentured servants bring the wine and chalice
And, uh, i don’t know what keeps me alive, shit
But that's only in the future, y'all cold as hot chocolate,
Five shots she ready to leave
Makes me milk with chocolate chip cookies,
Bring ya soulto tha true, let em know we come through
Nigga watch how i wine and design you
Find 2 females and goblet, and gobble street chocolate
I ain't got no muthafuckin' daddy, he ain't teach me shit
But check out how i roll mine
She prefer the dutty wine
Y’all talk about your wine chill and your beer cold,
So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold
Chips, chocolate, pop, popcorn and music
Whips ain't shit but my kicks look sick
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