Late night cruising, baby riding passenger
Blowin smoke circles my direction, sharing in the laughter
Could’ve been a flapper, sweet sticky got us captured
And I’m looking rather dapper, guess we happily ever after
For the time being, can’t tell how I’m seeing the road
Driving slow passing stop lights, they all purple
Shorty feeling herself got me anxious
Time to pull over, she know the saying
Less is more, so clothes touch the floor
And I’m ready to glaze the doughnut
Ain’t a spot I’m missing
Softer than jelly filling once in it
Wet enough to go swimming
I’m feeling like Phelps at the Olympics
She creamed twice, but that’s just the beginning
Once I add the frosting, it’ll be finished
Fall back, relax, heavy breathing and grinning
Name of game, Lightworks
Word to Dilla spinning Biiiiitch

Uh, let’s keep it going, steady motion
Windows down basking in the breeze, straight coasting
Toasting to the high life, elegant notions
I got a million ways to get you open
Tendencies of a gentleman
Almost unsettling how easily I settle in
But the feeling’s sweeter than honey glazed cinnamon
Not to mention, few hits of this put you in a different dimension
Embrace suspension, release tension
Even though it’s tentative we can relive it
Whenever we kick it, you know the digits
All I ask is that you keep that ass fat
I ain’t with them slim pickings
Funny sheeit, I know but I ain’t kiddin
A little slap happy, faded and delirious
Whatever other synonym
Sweet sticky thing keep me curious
Like sookie sookie sookie YEAAA