(Hook)
1882 in my bucket
Coolin like it ain't nothin
Got a accent like I'm southern
Blow cali like I whip cutla**
I know this ain't what you used to baby...
Got designer off in my luggage
Crew mobbin deep and we stuntin
Bank statement on Buffet
And I know you can't get enough of it
I know this ain't what you used to baby...
(Verse 1)
First thing we the flyest here and the highest here and I'm draped in the finest gear
Wouldn't say I'm a player but the sh** I whisper in her ear you'd prolly pay a lot to hear
Like what's good boo what you finna get into
Figured We could get a drink or two
Or three or four Or maybe more
And we ain't gotta Brandon Rush neither we can Pace it slow that's just basics though
She said I like your sense of humor so I'll tell you what
You can hit me on My cellular
Like Kim Basinger that's the real number I ain't finna play witcha
Cool I got plans plus a couple grams, 5th of Henn in hand
Hop up in my max, sit back and relax while I max
Doing 95 on 95, get to DC while its live
Head down U-Street she indulge mixing drinks with Marlee in Indulg
Footz on set, slide thru Marvins after the set
She like "Is this Adams Morgan?" I said nah just the Captain Morgan
Take her to the rooftop, talking like she tryna make her boots knock
Used to resort to my n***as odyssey, now I got a room via Smoot at the Colony
329 with the gla** shower, birthday suit on Hightower
Met the plug then plugged in my cellular, bout 30 mins later I was nailing her
(Hook)
1882 in my bucket
Coolin like it ain't nothin
Got a accent like I'm southern
Blow cali like I whip cutla**
I know this ain't what you used to baby...
Got designer off in my luggage
Crew mobbin deep and we stuntin
Bank statement on Buffet
And I know you can't get enough of it
I know this ain't what you used to baby...
(Verse 2)
Lemme paint another picture for ya
Down Georgetown in the foyer with the Hoyas
Told her I got more hits than Tony Roycester, with the glove on treat it like I'm De La Hoya
And after my performance I should bow for her
Now she wanna talk rings like Balfour
But I'm just Blowing O's cause that's the only vowel for her
But I told her baby hit my phone and we can chill on the weekend
And when you come thru don't forget them Vickie Secrets
Cathedral II oh that was you? she said I heard it too
Well lemme sit next you we ain't be introduced might put you on a interlude or maybe in the nude
Said you ever had s** on the beach, she laughed and asked "Sex or the drink?"
Now she giving me top in the morning like top of the morning
She play the charm on my arm in the city like I went to Coppin or Morgan
And she flawless, f**in with the fresh prince of Prince George's
Look summer baby summertime crazy girls change with the season I'm James Avery
Pulling strings like B.B. King playin Ukulele
With a pair of Laneys in the Oval Office next to Kevin Spacey
Don't that sound like I run sh**?
When your n***a f** don't he cum quick?
Ain't you tired of that dumb sh**?