Grand Opening

I got that water like a faucet Yeah You got that water like a toilet Get flushed I want that paper in my office This is a little shop of horror, you can't beat around the bush I wanna market with some workers I want some workers who can cook And when I tell them flip the merch They flip fast, kick fast, nunchucks A bad bitch call me silly, I spend it till it's empty And now I'm bout to pop her pussy like I'm popping willies If I'm silly, then she pretty You want me, you can get me Just wait til the grand opening, the doors to the Bentley When I tell you I'm the shit I clog it up, that mean go get the plunger We investigating the bed, I guess we both bout to be undercover And I'ma be around the world, flying with the stars I'ma be just like a satellite And when I'm staring at your girl She ain't exotic brod She just giving me an appetite And tell the waiter bring the meal, and that I'm tired of waiting Because she cannot miss her early Scheduled dick appointment Cause if she do, she'll just reschedule she be like, yeah, I'm missing you And I'ma catch her later around 5 in the morning