I just wanna love you, though I cannot trust you
Even though our love is pure, go way back just like a musket
Let a nigga touch you, call the gang, you know we bustin'
Pullin' up, cock back, let it bang, we're like a truck fit, man
I can't explain it, oh, I can't explain it
Oh, I'm back, know you do it, show the facts
Heard you choosin', call it back, where she roofed us
Told her that I wanna do this, I ain't tryna hear the bullshit
If you are her actin' foolish, if you know that you ain't do it
Baby girl, you gotta prove it, I'm talkin' bout that late night
Chillin' with it, lay tight, if she start to actin' up
You hear me say, I can't explain it, I can't explain it
You hit her with that late pipe, ain't right, wave like
Like my pussy shaved right, said she wanna make it up
You hit her with that mace white, too confused
Backtrack, my suck on that backtrack
Watch that ass ass, what she say, man, scratch that
Cruisin', foolin', not a nuisance, we just boolin'
How we do this, show the world, one day we rule it
In this winnin', we ain't losin'
Our chance, the same shape
Oh, I'm glad we hit it
Girl, I'm so confused, baby, what you do to me?
The way I feel is new, gotta pass, think you a loser, G
Heard you got the tool, in case they try to ruin things
Don't gotta call for backup, cause I know that you would shoot for me
I can't explain it
Oh, I can't explain it
Wrap it up, it's time to * with another life
She beakin', you don't know it's mine, don't touch
Yeah, I like my girl, come see it
Where she pose, I know she freaky, freaky, deaky, get no pieces
If you look, you might just see me in a couple, couple pieces, yeah
I don't do the contemplatin', if you startin', get the coffin
I just want you topless, baby, baby, top me, ain't no coffin
We just goin', ain't no stoppin', * the red light takin'
I'll be gimme head, I think I lost to you the best, but Drake ain't talkin'
* the sash, money flow, drop the top, we cruisin'
Look at her lips, look at her pose, the way she move is foreign
Hop on top like
Oh *, she on cruise with no shifts
Got her up with nolive, pop it back with nolive
Bad ho, shakes and fast clothes, that's the sad ho
Cash flow, let it crash, no, we get it back though
Mash, bro, bustin', fast flow, let it past though
Stash clothes, run it, flashin' and out the back though
Bad ho, shakes and fast clothes, that's the sad ho
Cash flow, let it crash, no, we get it back though
Mash, bro, bustin', fast flow, let it past though
Stash clothes, run it, flashin' and out the back though
I can't explain it Oh, I can't explain it