Prize

Yeah She got my banana in her tummy She switch it to her mouth It's looking like it's yummy 'Cause she won't spit it out, nah ah She told me she's a west coast girl But I know she's from the south She suck it standing up She don't even gotta crouch 'Cause baby I'm 6'9' She's calling me big time I know she's got wild thoughts And I've got a sick mind Every champion needs a trophy wife You can ride on me, I'm your motorbike We make everybody jealous, yeah Look me in my eyes Say I'm the prize I'm back in my bag, down at the bottom There with the fries Tell me the truth Don't tell me no lies She knows I'm that guy, everybody else on the side Look me in my eyes Say I'm the prize I'm back in my bag, down at the bottom There with the fries Tell me the truth, nah nah Don't tell me no lies She knows I'm that guy, everybody else on the side Yeah, everybody else gone Everybody else gone die Please try, search far and wide The girl is one of a kind The girl is mine, stupid fine 10 out of 10 not 9 Dime, waist whine Bump and grind Now she wanna have my baby Shorty's a freak, talking that crazy Shorty got peach, shorty got daisy Shorty my sweet and shorty my savory I ain't the type to be tripping on bitches But she got me salivating like a munch If you got syrup to go with them pancakes I might fuck around and have lunch I might fuck around and say less, yeah Put you in a white dress, yeah Honeymoon in a 5-star suite every day make a mess You know I'm so clean so fresh Dame amor, we go to church in Dior Call me the top dog, that you never ever ever met somebody like before Look me in my eyes Say I'm the prize I'm back in my bag, down at the bottom There with the fries Tell me the truth Don't tell me no lies She knows I'm that guy, everybody else on the side Look me in my eyes Say I'm the prize I'm back in my bag, down at the bottom There with the fries Tell me the truth, nah nah Don't tell me no lies She knows I'm that guy, everybody else on the side