This is a song about "Tickle my pickle"

Ya so fine i got to give it to you

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

U think you're funny?,i don’t know why i can’t laugh, come tickle ma tummy,

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Now ur stuck in a pickle and this aint no dill

She sing, model, and dance, but can't sit still

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

They all see my life from a childish position

You're reaching new heights, and i ain't kiss you just a little

It was my brain tellin me what to do cause i was in pickle

My streaks my testament.

Attention is a must

My own unknown is my enemy,

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

Baby i am professional

Come here girl take a bump let it tickle