Jordan VIII

[Verse] This bitch told me I need my teeth fixed I said, "Nah, ho, that's perfect for licking clits" And when I said that shit, that ho got wet Like a bitch in a jacuzzi on the deck of a cruise ship On her honeymoon, looking at a full moon Getting serenaded, sipping on champagne to set the mood I ain't Mr. Future Husband, Mr. Future Fuck Your Cousin Sister, Auntie, and your best friend, thought she was a lesbian Until she sucked mine, I don't care how fine First date, tell a ho "We going to 69" In your baby mama crib, smoking on some power puff Snaggle tooth nigga, talking like Snagglepuss In there bumping reggae, turning up the Snagga Puss Got more kids than the arms on a – seal I just get the dome, we alone, be like, "Not the puss" She just take the bone, slurp and spit and say, "I'm out this bitch" I could never do it, the type to go and love the bitch In the line, at the movies, holding hands, hug the bitch I could never hate, chronic to the face Me and my nigga got some straps like some Jordan 8's Smoking by the weight You ante on the 8th Ain't talking about coke, leave a nigga jaw broke You kill for car notes, autos on the porch Ain't talking PC's when we say TEC support Make it run through Windows, blowing on some Indo Corn dog size spliff, hit like Kimbo The only time Reggie on the Knicks, when you go to the corner say "Lemme get a Nick" Now that's a pothead on some crackhead shit