Bishop Magic Don Juan pt II

Yea Pick her up in that Cutlass Stainless steel the wheels when Im stunting She just love to press on them buttons So when she hop in I say don't touch nothing I get to cranking up on them beats She get to twerking back on that seat I said you gon make me throw it in park And break you off on the side of the street I stay Gucci down to my socks Something like Plymouth size of them rocks I just dive off in that box like Jacques Cousteau Im fresh off the block, like Usain Bolt, I'm running straight thru it No foreplay involved I just do it Sex talk boo, I speak the shit fluent Sipping your juice, you wet, its like fluid Damn near Fiji, might be Dasani Secret wonderland on your body She gon ride me like a Ducati Me, her and Jack Daniels all finna party Shawty so bad she bound to see Satan Just trying to make her Scream like Wes Craven Kisses on her neck will make her get naked Fuck her so good she think that we dating Speaking of Daytons, bitch I be skating Hundred spokes they frosty just swinging Nigga Im on and in my own lane And I get my shine without the campaigning Get the champagne and get the the shit popping off like explosives Two deep creeping off in that Lotus And these haters plague us like locusts These days its just hard to stay focused All these hoes distracting me Hoes attract to me,hoes attached to me Hoes attacking me, shake that ass for me Fill my glass for me, roll my grass for me Speaking bad on me, that's like blasphemy I spit rapidly, All-star averages, with no practicing Defy gravity , until I'm practically, out this galaxy Gone