Trying To Pipe Forever

Take bitches, take bitches
Take-take-take-take bitches, bitches, bitches

When I was 15, I wish I had bitches

If you're in the mood
Come on, hey, baby, you can back it up
Right now
Slide to the crib, if you can't then I'll pick you up
Take you to the pound
You and your man already had to break it up
Right now
You want to pipe, so let's go and make some love

Mm, I like you bitch
I might have to put a ring on you and marry you quick
But I
See she has the power to water-bend pink matter

Three stacks are what I am dropping on a bouquet of flower (hum)
God-damn I'd love to hit that
Coming over to the new flat
See crack, making a weenie hut rise to the top of the Nasdaq
Liking the way watching her legs carry the booty as a backpack (ooh)

Thicker and hotter than Tiki Masala
Butter chicken thighs are filling up my horizon
Baby wants to fly I put her on the top of my bison
You want to sprint, so I showed her how to switch to Verizon (verizon)

Pushing game in the Porsche
I'ma teach you how to ride, you do me is the course
Before we take off I'ma need to perform
And show you how I lay it down average D in the morgue

Cleopatra wants Caesar to come and top her
A head knocker, pull her in a pied piper
No makeup on, so cute you might fine her
But she could be a bull and turn you into fine china

One, two, three, at least not praying for the evening, but we are on our knees
You're a winner baby, take this plaque
Then I'll slap on that booty like a spatula on a flapjack

If you're in the mood
Come on, hey, baby, you can back it up
Right now
Slide to the crib, if you can't then I'll pick you up
Take you to the pound
You and your man already had to break it up
Right now
You want to pipe, so let's go and make some love