CHORUS They used to call me suga daddy, all that stuff I was a cold motherfucker every woman would Smooth rhymes from dusk 'til dusk 'Til one fine evening when I cold up
("Michelle" on phone) *** Ringing *** 3 O'clock in the morning, calling me? (yo) This streets getting all the ac-action Don't you give me what you can't give So I give you something that you to consider the world Or it's cool I'm your man But hun, you were never my Don't get me wrong, I People come together, we roll as a team It all on the weather Show you love, felt you melt when I you a hug I guess my raps to you is like salt to a it, brain by brain it ain't all the same Giving you pleasure like Purple Rain, analyze to the last I'm taking you and pleasure points To the plateau, forever Remember we first got (yeah) I took you home, now we long I'm you cum over the phone, phone Your man you tickle yourself the way you moan With his ears to the door holding his dick a dog holding his bone, call me Guilliver Because my Earth is your skin, travelling (you're crazy) an '86 Caprice Classic, spin {Breath smelling, like I'm mixed with melon} I ain't telling how you gets when you gets on the phone Your toenails was psyched last time we performed (ha ha ha ha) It was funny when you whispered into the mic with the audio on What the fuck, you was illing in the back of the (Baby I got the picture) Cool darling them stuck Ay ay, what happened between you and Simone 'Cause I crazy shit about her ***call waiting Oh hold on
("Michelle" on phone) This streets getting all the ac-action You give me you can't give back So I give you that you tend to consider the world Or it's that I'm your man But hun, you were my girl Don't get me wrong, I mean, I People come together, we could roll as a It all depends on the Show you love, you melt when I threw you a hug I guess my rap to you is like to a slug Taking it, by brain it ain't all the same you pleasure like Purple Rain, analyze to the next measure I'm you and your pleasure points To the highest plateau, Remember we got together I took you home, now we long I'm making you cum over the phone, Your man thinks you tickle the way you moan With his ear to the bathroom door his dick a dog hold his bone, call me Guilliver Because my Earth is skin, smooth travelling an '86 Caprice Classic, spin Smelling, like I'm amaretto with melon I ain't telling how you gets when you gets on the phone Your toenails was looking psyched last time we It was funny when you whispered into the micro with the audio and (nigga) What the fuck, you was illing in the of my truck (Nigga you know who you to?) darling keep them stuck Ay ay, what ever happened you and Michelle 'Cause I crazy shit about her (Yo motherfucker this is bitch) (What the fuck) What! (You don't even know who the you're talking to) oh oh (Clicking the fucking line and not realizing that talking to the same girl you were talking to before BITCH) ah man, ah shit (What the fuck, you try to play me nigga)