Snacks

It ain't all about the sex Granted, it's bomb as f*ck But what she's whipping in the kitchen's better than the taco truck She's got me awe struck She keeps me in a trance And it's more than what she's got under them yoga pants One of a kind Everything she makes is so delicious Happy she's mine So I don't mind doing all the dishes A gift from heaven She makes every day feel like it's Christmas Came home to brownies baked with Hershey's kisses She makes the best snacks Cookies, cakes, pies, and all of that Ugh Check Last week I had a rough day She surprised a nigga with some Boston creme cupcakes That's the type of shit that make me wake up feeling luck-ay Haters say I'm whipped But that don't matter, what you fucks say No way I'm down for the whole nine To tell the truth My boo is sweeter than the clementines That she keeps in her purse along with the red vines And all that sugar gets me up when it's bedtime I ain't lying She got the best snacks Don't give a f*ck if I'm gettin fat Ugh And I'll still love her when I'm old And my dick don't work Because I'll always have room For desert And I'll still love her when I'm old And my dick don't work Because I'll always have room For desert She got the best snacks