INTRO:
Reluctant as a sex symbol... But fuck it, I'm ya sex symbol

VERSE:
Fa'real I'm in this room
It is populated with dimes tho
The fuck do I know?
I don't know nary none of them -- why tho?
Dog I can't call it
make it my job its my nine to five now
to get to know you
find some time set it aside to dine on
dinner and movies
you might decline thinking I'm the type or kind that plays with minds
i never play mindgames specially when i find a mind that is fine
Wicked. A wicked lil boy
Call me whenever
If ever
I'd be inclined to dial nine, open a line
I wouldn't mind
Talkin bout this and bout that
Issues most niggas would never
I won't shake salt on them boys
But listen here this isn't pepper
This is as real as it ever gets
I offend them on records
In person
Know me to love me
Love me you love me forever
Dawg! L.O.
Possessed by the devil
You into what I'm into
Lets do a Connect 4
Minus about two chips
No breezies just these two oop
You, me, and these two lips
Just you me; no youtube clips

Reluctant as a sex symbol
But fuck it I'm ya sex symbol
Sweat out salt water from your left temple
Rapper/slip it out that package wrapper
Its rubber
Bunch of racket when a nigga fuck ya
That's awful
Same mouth I let my mama talk to
Forgive me
Flaunt it
Fuck it that's in me
Offending
Then I call you; dial your number out
We can give brains huh
We can suck that dummy out
You gone make me beg
Now I know what being bummy 'bout
Birds and the honey bees
I turn pug-ugly
When I do my coming thing
Pass out and catch a hundred z's
Oooh LastO
Se habla en espanol
Too caliente for you and yours to handle
Attitude is on fuck it
Like fuck the things your man say
(You ain't got a man do you?)

Well if you got a man then where's your man?
I be just inquiring
It ain't really that pressing
Ain't like I'm gonna cry or nothing
Plus its never shade 'cause listen
I don't like them type of tans
Hey if he wack, well then he wack
Then dust him off and try again
But fuck if that's your taste, well then you like that
Throw them spices in
'Cause I can fish that ocean where all of them other Pisces swim
I don't give a damn about what's tea or if the ice is in
I don't give a fuck about your Judys if they chiming in
Ten digits to reach me you can write them or can dial them in
'Cause you have got a colon I would like to stick my hyphen in
Or I could take your number
You'll get mine when I type "Hi" then send
I don't drink no cold ones; just this piff and then this pipe its in
I could whistle up this taxi back to my apartment in Brooklyn where I got this ceiling and this upholstery or we could take it slowly
Social networks: you can add me
@ me on Twitter
But I ain't really known for being chatty