Dept. of P's

Give her that act right We can get back right Don't step wrong when you fucking with me Come with that sack right Make sure it packed right You stepped into the department of ps Gotta catch 'em all like my name is ash Love me some breasts I f*ck with me some ass Long as she freaky and she letting me smash Bring what you got and we going half All about flavors and all of them bad Watch how you stepping cause I'm on yo ass I look at ya bitch and she wet when I pass Up in the restroom fingers in yo stash She like men but I got her crushing She like my words so got her blushing Got her phone number now I got her bussing When you call she say she doing nothing Add one to team she make proud Never raising my voice no need to get loud I say what I want no rebuttal allowed Pretty lil mouth keep her around Look spicy tajin fruit and some lime water Goddess rolling marijuana with the largest hindquarters Call from her father I'm sorry sir but I'm in love with your daughter Her motivation encourages me to go even harder Key to ignition I didn't even have to replace the starter Fresh set of braids just got a line up from my barber Can't shake no hands if mine is clenched got me feeling like Arthur Disturbing my peace is Ludacris so I wouldn't even bother Yeah but this liquor got me feeling groovy The night still young baby what you thinking about doing Backing me down with pressure I'm feeling like I'm Patrick Ewing This meat up on your grill it's almost like we Give her that act right We can get back right Don't step wrong when you fucking with me Come with that sack right Make sure it packed right You stepped into the department of ps Shit while I'm stuffing up this cone tell me bout your day Relive that stress department of p's is where you lay Isms immaculate you consume it in every way Controllers on deck sorry baby this how we play Keep that strap on me I got my backpack Break yo bitch off like this and like that I'm feeling myself, I'm all in my act I'm taking yo bitch she fell for the trap You been there, nigga I done that You talmbout this city, nigga we run that We ball like the Lakers, crossover step back Treat yo bitch like open threes and I wet that bang Give her that act right We can get back right Don't step wrong when you fucking with me Come with that sack right Make sure it packed right You stepped into the department of ps