In Slim, We Trust.

She bout as cool, I call her peppermint Rolling with a stepperman, nigga I'm the reverend I'm her one in the top ten Hit her with that baby, how you doing? baby, how you been? So why the f*ck we still competing? When I'm the guy to stick around, you the one leaving And I'm the one leading, you the chauffeur I f*ck and say I never seen, I don't know her But I could go for her like a late night snack Beat it like I'm Mike Jack, and give her right back Rewind that, and f*ck with it next Christmas Put me on your wishlist, Santa can I get this? Yes, Kyuh! come get a bite, ma And if you play your cards you spend a night, huh? You pay the price, huh? We know that nigga peep it This ain't Victoria, so why the f*ck we keep it secret He want it and I need it, we ain't the same, baby And by the way, I hope that you could take the pain, baby Cause I'mma hit you with the Ike and Tina misdemeanor Aye f*ck I look like?, I ain't sleeping with the nigga's keeper