Double j im All up in this b**h Diffused in the beat Until the p**y finger itch Where it at Where these bad hoes They want me for my dick Sittin like a smith n wesson Set to bust up in her lips All these other rappers Talk about their dope dick sh** I got that rope dick Ain't no need for roach clips I dicked her down for my clique N lit a blunt for extra kicks Then i did the splits Just to get a quick stretch Stay flexed on these tricks kid Inscriptions on my chest Protect all of my riches Let the ba** hit One time for a waist thick Bad attitude that pop it back While im in it Blame it on the liquor U can blame it on the daddy Maybe blame it on my golf Reading holes like a caddy The way she licked that blunt I swear she nearly had me All up on her back Like a bra strap But slappin that And im gone Full blown she a moaner That double j kid Go harder than a bo*er