N.A.S.A. - 2 On / Thoughtful lyrics

[Hook: 4AM] (x2) I love to get on, I love to get 2 on [Verse 1: 4AM] Uh, She tells me use no jimmies, 'cause this whip got her thinking kiddies And kiddos always ask me where I get my morals from But that sh**s trouble McDouble went up twenty cents, all I do is vent Past tense a little less man Drinking coffee like its water, lifting spirits need a spotter Caught her with her pants down, guess we gotta mash now, a** out, PAT Win a battle with a splash attack, she screamed 'OH!' Thundercats Never check for a check, step left 'cause they call me mister right swear you needed my bra [Hook: Chris Tylers] (x2) I love to get on, I love to get 2 on [Verse 2: Chris Tylers] She told me 'I think I love you', square 1 On a treadmill running nowhere Wants a little Wong that's fair Need a Xanax, Tylers in the house only spitting facts Freaking out like Mad Max Love the game too much, better use the restart Want another quarter, high on this mushroom, that's a 1UP 'cause I can't f** up now, 'cause I f**ed her up So I give her a coat but not talking wool 'cause I'm done with girls who are shy and has her mouthful CT (x3) [Hook: NA$A] (x2) I love to get 2, I love to get 2 on [Verse 3: NA$A] Yeah(x3) Abandon ship, pa** your boys, and your b**h Got that Smith & Wesson ink, see my pencils empty clips These aren't even lines no more, more like a comic strip, on a comet in my closet on a sonic shopping trip And my shoes are from the future, the cardigan is fuchsia the ladies work at Hooters The whip got ray fins like a barracuda f** your bus, I ain't in a Benz I'm on a scooter This is AB, and I'm breaking criteria Sticking to your boys like the flow is bacteria Stick to your toys like pancakes and syrup Sending them money like kids in Nigeria I'm finally free, so get the bell out I get dressed up, even just to take the mail out I sell out a quarter machine, [?] No navy-marine, but sailing on a boat See me hop out of the spaceship, prepare for invasion Entering your brain, like linear equations Armani, Pilate, every dinner order Cajun Talking magic stuff like David Blaine was at my table NA$A!