Rodeo (feat. Chris Brown & Tyga)

Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh

Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah

Uh, uh, uh-uh-uh

Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah

I'll hit it in the back of the Benzo

Won't play games with you, no Nintendo

I hit the G-spot, make it tickle

YG 400, he a nympho

I like real ass with dimples

She got pride, lil' hottie tell you N-O

I'll take it slow, I'll go gentle

Baby like it more when it's lit though

I like when a shawty give mental

Real freak, she Sag', I'ma Scorpio

Wanna dip, wanna glide inside you

And she know it stretch out like limo

And you know I got a fetish for them toes

And I need 'em right now, what you waitin' for?

So sweet like Cheerio

And you know, whole lotta women my scenario

Uh, my a.k.a 'Lil Daddy'

Tattoo my name, you can have me

I got the steppers in the back seat

I'ma rapper, when I'm in it athlete

I have you runnin' like a track meet

I have you givin' up the addy

I have you she bustin' it, touchin' it

Rubbin' it, lovin' it, ooh, you nasty

Aye, aye, you've been invited

Gangsta party, get exotic with some thotties

So erotic, can you ride it?

Body count, what's the mileage?

A1, draped up, Hennessy, red cup

Ass down, face up, that's the way she like to

Show your freaky side from behind on all fours

Feed my appetite and make me want more

I know you like joy ridin' on me

Girl, don't be shy, joy ride on me, yeah, yeah (Aye)

I know you ain't finished yet

We need to move from the floor to the bed

Gotta back up every word you said (Aye)

Put my tongue between your legs

Baby, please excuse my hands

I wanna touch you everywhere (Aye)

I'm a bachelor lookin' for a partner

Keep makin' it easy, you gon' get me harder (Woo)

I'll do anything to swim in your water

Givin' you them backstrokes, girl, do what daddy taught ya

Show your freaky side from behind on all fours

Feed my appetite and make me want more

I know you like joy ridin' on me

Girl, don't be shy, joy ride on me, yeah, yeah

Oh, yeah

Hit it from the back, we slow dance

Hit it from the front, we hold hands

She get on top, she pole dance

We don't even kiss, no romance

We don't even date, we close friends

Hit it her to some rap and some slow jams

Had her like damn, damn, damn

Ass down

Hit it from the back

Hit it from the front

Drapped up, Hennessy, red cup

Hit it from back, back, back, back

Back, back, back, back, back (Hit it from the)

Ass down, face up, that's why the way she like to

Show your freaky side from behind on all fours

Feed my appetite and make me want more

I know you like joy ridin' on me

Girl, don't be shy, joy ride on me, yeah, yeah