B22's

[Intro]

Rackin' up out in Delaware Town, rackin' up out in Delaware Town

Rackin' up out in Delaware Town, hot as fuck but I'm well-aware

Rackin' up out in Delaware Town, hot as fuck but I'm well-aware

Stuffed her up like a teddy bear with so many blues in her derrière

Count it up, ice hella clear, big pole on me like it's Metal Gear

All them kicks, need some band-aid, B22s, she got every pair

[Verse 1]

Look me in my eyes when you kick it, promise me that you will never lie

Promise you ain't never testify in a court of law as a eye witness

Tennis set with the Sky-Dweller, all this ice, it's an eye catcher

Bad bitch out in Tribeca, triple-threat, she a trifecta

Céline bag with the jean jacket, plain Patek, that's a hundred K

Run the play like a screen pass, bra and panties set, Donna Karan

Lola Bunny, she in love with carrots, shit be obvious, it's apparent

Bought her all Louis Vuitton accessories just to complement what she wearin'

Picked her out a couple new pair of fitted jeans 'cause them bitches keep tearin'

All that ass out the bitch back, that explain why they keep starin'

Vacuum-sealin' up them gift wraps, tryna double up, finna split the pair

Girlie know I got them big racks, real Slumdog Millionaire

[Chorus]

Rackin' up out in Delaware Town, hot as fuck but I'm well-aware

Stuffed her up like a teddy bear with so many blues in her derrière

Count it up, ice hella clear, big pole on me like it's Metal Gear

All them kicks, need some band-aid, B22s, she got every pair

[Verse 2]

Louis Vuitton this, Louis Vuitton that, Richie lookin' like a chandelier

Handle hers like a boss bitch, got all type of shit that she don't ever wear

Breakin' down the 1017, three diamond rings, Gucci Mane La Flare

'Til them hoes wasn't in the gym with me, she remindin' me how they was never there

Baby been with me, she been with it through the thick and thin with me

She a slim-thickie, type to cop his-and-her twin Bentleys

None of these hoes wanna shoot, really wouldn't spin with me

If she struck gold for a few mil' and split them Ms with me

None of these hoes wanna shoot pills to the ten with me

Hundred free-throws, she was really shootin' in the gym with me

Baby been with me, she been with it through the thick and thin with me

From the free-throw, you weren't really shootin' in the gym with me

Hate when she ask when I'm comin' home, know I'm in the zone with the big feet

Got some high lows for the ten feet and some za 'bows for the Ken Griffey

From Chicago back to Sin City, Gucci poncho with the throscoe

Niggas been litty, double Ds on the chop, this bitch got big titties

Catch a opp from across the street, knock his head off with a big striggy

Bleed him like a dog in heat, feelin' froggish leap, he think he Miss Piggy

Married to the mob, from the wrong side of the town where this shit get tricky

Better be the fuck out of Dodge by the time I count to five Mississippis

[Chorus]

Rackin' up out in Delaware Town, hot as fuck but I'm well-aware

Stuffed her up like a teddy bear with so many blues in her derrière

Count it up, ice hella clear, big pole on me like it's Metal Gear

All them kicks, need some band-aid, B22s, she got every pair

Rackin' up out in Delaware Town, hot as fuck but I'm well-aware

Stuffed her up like a teddy bear with so many blues in her derrière

Count it up, ice hella clear, big pole on me like it's Metal Gear

All them kicks, need some band-aid, B22s, she got every pair

[Outro]

Rackin' up out in Delaware Town, rackin' up out in Delaware Town

Rackin' up out in Delaware Town, hot as fuck but I'm well-aware

Rackin' up out in Delaware Town, hot as fuck but I'm well-aware

Stuffed her up like a teddy bear with so many blues in her derrière

Count it up, ice hella clear, big pole on me like it's Metal Gear

All them kicks, need some band-aid, B22s, she got every pair