Miss Butter pecan caramel southern bell

She hotter than a summer day in hell

I'm under her spell, she say her name is Chantel

She say she got a man, I can't tell

Because when we be rockin'

we get it poppin like a Amstel, like

Right up in the hotel, maybe the stairwell

She blows kisses to my handheld

She an angel her name should be An-gel ' I'm Blessesd '

I kill her wit the rich man smell

She got a wet manhole and ya mans fell whoa

I slipped and I ankwell

I saw jelly fishes seashells, no further details

I love the smell of a female

And you're one hell of a female I'm tellin' ya female

Get in the CL and let it be sweet sailin' and late night e-mailin'

Ooh she feel me, Ooh Fee Fee I think she feels me



Okay, I called her on a late night it was late right

I was on her ass like some brakelights

But I ain't stop for the redlights

We get it poppin' til the blue and red lights come knockin'

Neighbors keep trippin, we keep fuckin

Sex revolution, baby I'm comin

down the hallway that lead to your stomach,mami

I'ma keep pumpin till you scream Young Money

and me and you're boyfriend is not the same

I goes down like the stock exchange, and the I bring it up

'Scuse me, I drink it up, I leave you soakin' wet from ya ankle up

Shucks, I'm too much, Fee I'm too much