Newport Nights (feat. Jackman)

No skin on my tip, not a dime I don't skip Watch her, it's like a lighthouse, she just likes to watch when I play house Take me to junk junction and boy I'll be a villain When gump function Scar on my ass, I'm still embarrassed Like it's a really big scar man, it's the rarest Lurking like a thug, Buttocks gave me a big ol' tug It ain't no drug Impressive cock ad-lib Ain't nothing, I've been nuttin Drive to the back and think of something Two in the front, one in yo' butt Talk to the truck and lend me a putt Like golf, you know, golf like the sport All types of ill freak shit like that man Jackman out Villainous cadences, paces set like marathons All these Juans, playing them like some pawns Fucking on yo' moms, she be licking my palms If nothing, I'm nuttin Microphone sorcery, plot twists and stories Be folded like origami, unfolded on poetry Known for the potency, flows got the odyssey Off the galaxy gas, these bloods steeled by modesty She come on to me, let me see that clitoris bitch All up in his booty, bitch I'm Bailey Buttocks My dick like a cutlass, we out