Take my head off the pillow on this summer sunday/
Its morn but the temperature is like Bombey/
n I go play in the streets, time for another mug/
Gotta spill the anger out fore I can show love/
Its so hot when u roam up the projetcs/
But im cool, cuz I waremed up my pockets/
I take the shirt off n I put it on my shoulder/
So the girlies can see the body of a soulja/
Tops or tanks or camisoles/
tight jeans or miniskirts on these girls/
If she has a pretty face then our eyes meet/
Im hypnotizin, wanna be beside me?
She loves the tone I talk, the words I say/
It'd be premature if we met before this day/
Metaphors, comparisons n she starvin/
Eatin my dick at her own apartment/
N tho I poke the pussy I hit it from the rear/
N u scream so loud cuz u just cant bear/
When Im done, I tell u that u one of the best/
Wit my white compliments all over your breast
