TO THE MOON

Sit by myself, talking to the moon

Pull up the ting, gon' turn up

Yeah, yeah

Pull up the ting, gon' turn up

Yeah, yeah

Pull up the ting, gon' turn up

Yeah, yeah

Pull up the ting, gon' turn up

Chyeah

Ooh, yeah

Come for the zoov, yeah

Pull up for certain, yeah

Come set the mood, yeah

You come like sunshine, yeah, come meet the moon

Baby girl fine, so fine, so fine, might give her the wood, yeah-ee

Ooh, yeah

Come for the zoov, yeah

Pull up for certain, yeah

Come set the mood, yeah

You come like sunshine, yeah, come meet the moon

Baby girl fine, so fine, so fine, might give her the wood, yeah-ee

Pull up the ting, gon' turn up

Yeah, yeah

Pull up the ting, gon' turn up

Yeah, yeah

Pull up the ting, gon' turn up

Yeah, yeah

Pull up the ting, gon' turn up

Chyeah, yeah

Pull up and make it clap

Buss it down on my jeans

Make a **** spend racks

Pull up and make it clap

Buss it down on my jeans

And end up on on your back

Pull up and make it clap

Buss it down on my jeans

Make a **** spend racks

Pull up and make it clap

Buss it down on my jeans

And end up on on your back

Whine up your ripe pum pum

Oh ya pussy so tight make a **** change ways

Know I been broke not once but twice

That's why a **** gotta get paid

Whine up your ripe pum pum

Oh ya pussy so tight make a **** change ways

Know I been broke not once but twice

That's right, a **** really self-made

Pull up the ting, gon' turn up

Yeah, yeah

Pull up the ting, gon' turn up

Yeah, yeah

Pull up the ting, gon' turn up

Yeah, yeah

Pull up the ting, gon' turn up

Chyeah, yeah