H-h-h-holiday season

Yeah, yeah, yeah (You tryna reach?)

(Tell me, you might dream)

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, she want it

Girl, I know you want it bad

I can't even stop, and she put it on my body

Felt the room was getting hot

And I know that man was talking when we pull up on his block

And his bitch giving attention while she fiending for my cock

She tryna eat it and swallow my semen

This bitch, I'm the reason she freaky as shit

I bust it down with my demons and charge you for eating

You paying the rent, send me a blitz

Right around the ave', by the corner strip, got pounds of shit, all types of shit

Buffing the whip, zooties and clouds, no air, I'm smoking my breath away

Sterile, I'm fresh, I'm clean, take that lil' bitch breath away

She love this dick, I told her to eat it up sloppy and do it the messy way

Me and bro locked in since ten, you know, had to just do it in the Mercy

Fresh-fresh-fresh home out of the pen', he ain't no rookie, he letting 'em in

The ones that's goofy, you let him in, I own this club, so don't pretend, you goofy ass can't play here

Matter fact, you pussy, can't stay here

This city 'bout to vacate, matter fact, go take a vacay

We gon' kill your ass regardless, get on shit like Charmin

Yeah, she want it

Girl, I know you want it bad

I can't even stop, and she put it on my body

Felt the room was getting hot

And I know that man was talking when we pull up on his block

And his bitch giving attention while she fiending for my cock