VERSE ONE:
Ayo I ain't on that red carpet shit
Nope
Gives a fuck bout what I wear
I'm not yo average fag with that louis V symbol on that bagg-ar-age
Got sweet tooth for cupcakes dancing in this club place
I don't drink
Nigga I smoke pot
Any shirt. Any jeans
Why we wearing anything? I mean
For real magic where it happen
In them bed sheets
Feel them sheets-- them is satin
Ugh yeah... I could talk politics
A degree type ole nigga
Just a nerd
Something about that county brown burb type of swag
Dumb it down for who? That shit absurd
Get on my level
Test scores that LO got
Talkin all that nonsense
You ain't got no shot
Like click click
Click click
You aint got no shot
Like Click click
You ain't got no shot

HOOK:
You want a ride home?
I could give a ride home to ya
You want a ride home?
Come and get this ride home

Snatch and pick it up (x3)
Five Finger Discount
Snatch and pick it up (x3)
Uh oh

VERSE TWO:
Wiling on a shoe string budget
Nigga fuck it
Me and my main squeeze
Main squeeze got a glass of that Cabernet Sav And he chug it
Puff puff pass; not in public
Run ya little fingers through my Indian hair
I'm a dime piece it ain't any in there
Cream of that crop; crop of that corn
Them some corny ass niggas maricon maricon
Mutha fucka
Toot toot -- notes from my trumpet
Toot my own trumpet
When is we gonna tongue kiss
Back to my crib
Hop skip and just one flip
Miss mother nature say just one dick
and one clit
Miss mother nature
Bitch you can stuff it
You ain't never been in need of ya nuts licked
Talkin real rude
Bout to get my nuts kicked
In here tryina snatch somebody up
Five finger discount

HOOK:

VERSE THREE:
Yeah
I'm in a fitted cap: lovely
I'll tell you what I really think
Yeah
Ya mug: it is sitting up, relaxing
but i dont want ya wedding ring
you on my facebook tumblr and my twitter and my everything
boo that is cool you can groove with the music
nope you want them pelvic thrusts all in the nude
boo do you even got a clean bill of health
or do you got bubonic plague below the waist like when you take a look down there
do you notice something new done grew on it
Ugh fuck around and kill the mood don't it
I cant barely two step like I used to
I used to double fist the Stella Artois
That is two brews
Two cubes of sugar
That is true tea
Slide up in that bitch
Go'on snatch ya'self a cutie