When I’m asleep
Don’t shake my bed
Don’t wake me up
I’m in my head
Give it to me
Bam, too much booty in the pants
Damn, love how you shake that, hold up Stick, throw up Mission impossible
Shot shot shots
announce the rules
I got the gift of gab
But shorty right there got the gift of Stop playing
She says she was Croatian
With a little bit of Asian persuasion
Part of the plan
I was hoping that her butt
Could be a part of my hand
Did I go too far?
Girl your booshie Grey Poupon
We’re sipping on whiskey
Me you and your friends
Want to ménage à trois
Then I look over at my friends
And they said
Give it to me
When I’m asleep
Don’t shake my bed
Don’t wake me up
I’m in my head
Fuck that
I ain’t picking up my phone
For at least two hours (two hours)
It going to have to wait
Because I just woke up And I hopping in the shower (washing my balls)
My homeboy texting
Thought
Got a room for the models
Saying we all smell alike
Obey your thirst
Sprite sound nice
So I must disperse
Fresh to death
Like a brand new hearse
Things getting loud
When the speakers burst
Old-fashioned with the balls
It’s on Hard like Mike’s lemonade
They say she’s straight away
Finally getting laid
By the time I got home
I was cashed out
No nookie
I passed out
When I’m asleep
Don’t shake my bed
Don’t wake me up
I’m in my head