1st Verse: Hi, I got an inkling/ That you could use a refill of whatever you're drinking/ So let's get three gins/ And mix some E in/ And skip the speaking/ sh**, my bad. What the hell was I thinking?/ Lovely meeting you/ Call me the king boo/ There's something about you that is peaking/ My interest/ Yes, I confess/ I was staring at your chest/ You're the breast/ I mean best/ And I'm trynna a**ess all the rest of your dress/ Yep, you pa**ed the test/ No, it doesn't make me think any less/ Of your personality/ But it's so loud and your words are scattering/ Your curves are capturing/ Deserve some flattering/ But, so you're out with your girls. What's happening?/ Word? Let's grab a drink/ On me, we dance off beat/ To the rhythm of our own drums/ Like we're the only ones here/ Who the f** are we?/ Motherf**ing UxOxS, my dear 2nd Verse: Baby girl, this can be one night/ Or the rest of your life/ Put my charm to the test, if you like/ We can go outside, see what's left in the light/ Or have s** to tonight/ See I'm a vet with the pipe/ My tongue isn't just the best on the mic/ We can f** till there's nothing left, then fight/ Put your arm on my chest, don't be frightened/ By the time the night ends we'll be tight/ See the sights, then f**/ Or I could be down on my luck/ And we never meet again/ When the pizza ends/ And then we pretend/ That we'd be friends/ But that's a lie/ You know it, so do I/ I'm an all or nothing sorta guy/ I live up to all the hype/ That you hear about the baller life/ I don't wear one, but I probably could afford a tie/ This relationships a shorter ride/ I'd make a cut so deep you'd get it cauterized/ And you don't want that, nor do I/