[Hook]x2 If you talkin bout guac [?], you ain't talkin nothin real I rockin with my c*ck out feelin hella trill I see you got some questions, I could teach you on the real 3 train, uptown, let me show you how to feel [Verse 1] In the morning, when you wake up, let's bake up I can fix a breakfast, something sweet that'll shake up F*ck ya whole day up, tell me when to go Know you like it thorough, so I'll start real slow, like a pro I'ma be on your mind all day Always complimenting on the ways that I play Since pre-k I've been gettin As Plus a couple gold stars for my milky way [Hook]x2 [Verse 2] Keep em comin back, I'm a shake don't care to stack [?] I'm the cream sheets in the cadillac So fresh, that minted tag I'm kissin all on yo neck, what move you goin make next? My crib, I'll help you pack Harlem, off the 3 track These b**hes, they want it, and you out here frontin I keep it comin, I'm walkin, you runnin You tired, I'm stuntin My door open, come in That moolah mean nothin cause I'm feedin you boy [?] [Hook] [Outro] Ey ey ey ey ey ey Ey ey ey ey ey ey Ey ey ey ey ey ey