| Hey, good mornin', baby |
| You need some Java, baby? |
| We got to wake up, baby |
| Last night was really crazy |
| I think I liked it, baby |
| Damn, you smooth, baby |
| Lookin' like you moisturize, baby |
| Tell me where to buy it, baby |
| I’m dry, I need the product, baby |
| Got my hand on navel |
| Then she slid her panties to the ankle |
| Made me back up and look at the bussy |
| Bussy glistenin' like a heavyweight |
| You wanna fuck me, baby? |
| Haven’t showered in a minute, girl |
| But if you with it, then I’m with it, baby |
| I will shower you with every curl |
| Are you freaky, baby? |
| Spoonin' me like I was soup |
| Want me to be dirty like a goose? |
| Ooh, but what do you like, baby? |
| Do you want me to choke you, baby? |
| She said, «That's okay, baby» |
| «That's okay» as in you want that? |
| Or «That's okay» as in «No thanks, baby»? |
| She look at me crazy |
| I said, I don’t mean to complicate it (No, no) |
| Let me grab a condom, baby |
| I put it on, then she, then she |
| Throws it back, give me the ass, pop it |
| Tickle the breast, nibble the crack, stop it |
| General Custer with the tactics, I’m a demon |
| I could feel the semen creeping 'round the penis |
| Bein' a man in there, we need a ambulance |
| Pussy gettin' killed |
| She orgasmin', her body spasmin' |
| Then I finally finish, can you feel it, baby? |
| Slidin' off, where’s the condom, whoa! |
| Well, it’s not on my penis, baby |
| It’s so confusin', baby |
| Uh, did I, did I just fuck you raw, baby? |
| Uh, I’m looking 'round and I don’t see it, baby |
| I move the blanket, move the covers |
| Where’s the rubber, baby? |
| Now she diggin' like a caveman in her bussy for it |
| Even if you find it in there, what’s the difference, baby? |
| Semen probably already leakin' in there, swimmin' in you |
| She said she still don’t want no condoms sittin' in her insides |
| I said, I understand, but there are bigger fish to fry |
| She said, «You blamin' me, but you the one that put it on» |
| I am not blamin' you and I don’t think I put it on wrong |
| I put it on my pinky first to see which way it go |
| Because I’m well aware that condoms aren’t reversible |
| She screamed, «I found it, baby!» |
| She pulled it out her bussy |
| But I can’t celebrate it, 'cause we got bigger fishy |
| Girl, I ejaculated, and I don’t see it in there |
| She said, it’s fine, she’ll just take the morning-after pill |
| Oh, oh! |
| Thank God for the tech now |
| We should probably go and get it now |
| This is life when you’re young and wild |
| I know it can be scary sometimes, that’s life |
| But I know you’ll get married in time |
| I know everything will be okay |