Yeah, okay, I'm back to the stacking, I'm making it happen
I met this fine fine woman in lower Manhattan
Now wait a minute, wait a minute, 'fore we get too far
Let me tell you just what I saw
She was this dark, dark chocolate
Head to toe in cheetah print
Walking with another kid—
Wait, wait—wait, wait, wait. Was she 5'2?
Just a bit
Tattoo?
Just a bit
Do she kinda look like I do?
Yeah, that's it!
Oh yes, I'd like to confess
She texted my phone, she sent the address
Not Roblox, but she Dress To Impress
That woman nearly had me in cardiac arrest
Her lips, hеr skin, her hips, her thighs
The way that shе walk got me hypnotized
She said she had a son and his name was Jon?
Bro, that was my mom!
When she cooking, when she cleaning, I was feining, I was dreaming of her— (all night)
Undercover with your mother, you gon' have a baby brother when the (sun rise)
From the front, from the back, from the left, from the right with it (all night)
I'm gonna rock her night away
(Man, get out my studio!)
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