Did I rap God ***, nigga? I'm Rick Eddy, one of these mother***ers, damn, ay! Close eyes, see things, fire up, tweakin' You're my freak dreams, you're my freak dreams Freak dreams, bad bitch, you did that Get stacks, drive cars, whip out, bitch out, tits out, oh ***, my dick out Can't you step right now? ***, can't you *** right now? I didn't ask twice now, can you bring your price down? Little pussy with the white down, a little woozy but I'm nice now What if we ***ed right now? What if we ***ed right now? What if we ***ed right in the middle of this mother***er dinner table? What if we ***ed at this Vogue party? Would we be the life of the whole party? Shut down the whole party? Would everybody stop ***ing? Would everybody stop ***ing? Would everybody stop ***ing? You mother***ers livin' like half of your love, half of your life I strike on the ass if you give up, I ain't gon' lie We be in a bad mood ***in' like baby don't get too late I can, I can, say it in loud Hey, I'm on it right now All of them niggas get giddy, they shy down You get hit with the pie now Roast the kid while them niggas get fried now, fried now, fried now All the niggas in the building be shy now, shy now, shy down