The Fargo Splash

(They want it now and fast Grabbing and smacking ass You gotta make it last, what? Fuck me) (Oh! Oh! Oh! Say it, make love to me) (Oh! Oh! Oh! Say it) Got these bitches hating on you But it don't offend you You my number one Just know that you got no contenders You keep that pussy so clean when I be going in you I'll spend my life in your box Don't need no co-defendant Go 'head, cut these niggas off Like they had no existence They can't go the distance I'm 0 for 0 for instance Fuck the gym let me pull up and give that stroke a fitness She a 5 star, shawty still down to go for Denny's Down to go for Wendy's Mcdonald's chicken, fries, thickest thighs Seen it in her eyes shawty know I know I seen her (make love to me) Netflix and chill, and we can go to dinner My schedule busy, but for you girl I'll make no agenda You got no contenders You got that hot for me All in my cold Decembers, no pretending Don't be tripping on these niggas that you lovin' on You gon' fuck 'em, treat 'em like you don't remember Ooh I need to have it 'til the day you're gone That's from January to December (oh!) Whatever you want More than happy to provide it, wet like Poseidon Whatever you want Whoa shawty don't you deny it It feel like we flying Whatever you want, want You know I can provide it Pulling up to Story after Mr. Jones (oh!) Only thing I care about is who gon' get you home My cigar full of this weed, so I can switch the tone We stumbled to my house drunk, is anybody home? Words slurring and my vision blown Different zone Room spinning, I don't know What's in my pants you get to blowing, you so nasty And what's up with me You stayed up tonight to fuck with me, lucky me Coogi panties sit that pussy on some double G's Fifty pair of those'll only cost a couple G's, yeah Just give me something to work with Something with purpose First time that we fucked, girl you was nervous Moaning 'fore I even started touching the surface Whatever you want Whatever you want, ha Whatever you want if you act right, shit She want it now and fast Grabbing and smacking ass, make it last Beat me to the finish, wave the checkered flag Toe tag, left the pussy on the deathbed Been milking the game since I was breastfed Long enough to know that women with lisps give the best head But not with braces Your pussy talking's the only conversation Yap yap, grab her hair Pull the track back, got something to prove Not from Houston, but I got something to screw at all times She said it's all mine All dimes, y'all fuck with nickels I be in them guts, poking them sides until it tickles Squeeze the Charmin on her soft ass No, I don't pay 'em to come, I pay 'em to go, hoe No credit, all cash Be sliding up and using worthful transactions Then just hop up off my dick with no attachments Using prophylactics Safe to say this song is whatever you want But it's limited to this penis and a blunt, holla at me, Luda! Whatever you want More than happy to provide it, wet like Poseidon Whatever you want Whoa shawty don't you deny it It feel like we flying Whatever you want (ooh it's whatever you want) You know I can provide it (I can provide) Ooh yeah, yeah oh (I'm bout to throw some game, they both one and the same Cupid's the one to blame, say it whatever you need) (I'm bout to shed some light, 'cause each and every night You gotta do it right, whatever you want) (I'm bout to throw some game, they both one and the same Cupid's the one to blame, say it) A'ight I'ma holla at you Yo (Yo, what up?) What's poppin'? (Yo, you still with Leah) Nah, it's crazy, she just left out the car and shit You hit? Nigga, of course I hit, nigga, come on man, it's me Wazzup (wazzup) Wazzup (wazzup) Nigga stupid, man Yo, all jokes aside What the fuck did I call this nigga for again? Oh yeah, you sure Leah and Jalissa ain't friends? Oh for sure, they don't even fuck with each other like that She was in the car talking about it and shit Yeah alright, but yo, look We was up at the barbershop the other day Smoking blunts, drinking liquor, shooting dice, talking shit Alright, my nigga I get it! What you tryna tell me, bro? What's good? (Yo my mans was telling me, son) Jalissa, she up to some shit And the first thing she gon' try to do is Nyce, get off this damn phone! I told you I had to use the phone You up here bumping your gums Hang up this phone! (Ayo, man) You know Moms wylin' and shit Man, you know what I'm saying? It's all good I'ma holler at you later, bruh Alright, my nigga