Make it make it make it
work it work it work it
touch it – touch it – touch it
you know that I wanna fuck you
and I’m not talking about just sex fuck you


Pussy ass nigga’s
I hate pussy ass niggas
looking into the eyes
pussy women – in my linens
picking you up like bats
flying threw the living floor ceiling
in the fresh in the best
in the simple - for the riddle
that you forget – just touch it little
make it happen
ok ok ok ok ok ok ok!


Make it make it make it
work it work it work it
touch it – touch it – touch it
you know that I wanna fuck you
and I’m not talking about just sex fuck you


In the Bentley of the thought
in the Lexus of the heart
in the Toyota of the joy – you using that boy
in the drift in the riff- you fucking pissed
you talking to the health department – on some bull shit
ducking like you was the one who got your faced lift
the rejection - you play with
in the fucking room with cave men – melee
in the hoping open – in the shit you smoking


Make it make it make it
work it work it work it
touch it – touch it – touch it
you know that I wanna fuck you
and I’m not talking about just sex fuck you…


In the realty of the mission
in this to finish sentences
that’s blocking like a picket fences
now you can bend this - that’s what is
joy on the teller- you in the mail room
getting that check up
docket in the pocket of the deadliest nigga
scary’est nigga


Make it make it make it
work it work it work it
touch it – touch it – touch it
you know that I wanna fuck you
and I’m not talking about just sex fuck you


Now that they "culprited" – to be in the harmony
take me away like body guard just got shot
in the floss in the room – you can just play toon
tune your body up real soon – and kill bitch ass niggas
lying to the prism – in the other way the shit used to say
now in your body games…