Krispy, Krispy, Krispy
In the middle of the night
With a hella sarcastic grin
You ask me to elevate
Be the most creative
And make you call the birds to release the inmate
Then straight to the zone
Get it on
If I off beat tempo
Conduct the madness
Obliterate the sun
Reconstruct the mattress
Popped up with shots
Get it up, get it up
Down then a upside down frown
Round brown and very curvaceous
Give a donation of acceleration
And every notation to be relevant
I'ma be the victor and it's evident
Not only a client but I'm the president
Crush the mountains
Not to be godly
Break the laws
Make you crawl
Scream
Hush, hush, hush, hush, hush, hush, hush, hush
Hush put your head down
Lay up on your back
Slap, looking at your back
I'ma be licking on your back
Bend up, open up your legs so wide
I click it to click it nigga the head gon' glide
Lift the garage
Could you ride me, lift it
Give the flesh not to be misogynistic
Your body all soft like raw, raw
So yes, I cannot get enough, aw, aw
Mr. Twisted Hipster will up flip your zippers
Get beat the fuck up
You thought you never knew a nigga
That'll smack it up, flip it, rub it, down
Like Michael Bivins
This chicken just gotta be poise
Or heaven
Is heavy like a Chevy when it's revvin'
Dippin' in soup in his Campbell's like Tevin
Crush the mountains
Not to be godly
Break the laws
Make you crawl
Scream
Hush, hush, hush, hush, hush, hush, hush, hush
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