Lyrics: She said good morning i said what’s up Her eyes on me Mines on her butt This a refill Im gon fill her up Malcolm in the middle She on the deal like a pickle Im trying to slide up stab her in the guts With my knife Its curved Like a sickle She said im hood Nawh baby Im country Mixed with a lil city in me I ain’t got no hoes In between us Like im cockeyed You the only nose i see If your body was a crime Then you’d be guilty No bbl You a brickhouse Mama fed you well Kitty ima take my time Like its a crab leg Ima Eat it up Desert Mix you like a drink And watch you shake it up Bust reeses on your buttercup More sex the beds wet Candy rain She in mint condition We can’t get enough