Narcotics (feat. Bryant Myers)

Bassyy, yeah, yeah, yeah
Culprit
She left her ex behind
And quickly jumped to the next
She didn't waste time and sent me a request
She doesn't want to be depressed

She's ready to take notes in sex
I'll send it to you and not by FedEx
Baby, show me something
I want to see that ass jumping

You and me fucking, no talking
You climb on the horse like a jockey
Tell me, baby, I'm ready to fuck you up
Baby, we do it under the influence of narcotics (cotics-cotics)

Yeah, yeah
Damn, baby
Tell that bastard straight up, tell him that now you're with the real gangster
We break the clubs, we blow up the malls
In the Can-Ams, on the yachts

Tell him to go to hell
Tell him I touched you and you dropped him like Ricky
That before changing contact you were already wiki-wiki
Tell him you're jumping on my eight more than on Fifty
That I take a little longer, but I make you come quickly (ha, ha)

After smoking, baby, sucking, you and me fucking without being nothing
Run when you're ready, I brought your complete
Both so hard before getting the butt implants
I gave her a Can-Am to do donuts when she crowns the donkeys

She likes dirty topics, not cheesy ones
They want to give her the D and also the pussies
I make her do the Jordan in the pool seat and she foams like a jacuzzi
When I squeeze her she screams like a UZI (what, what?)

Baby, show me something
I want to see that ass jumping
You and me fucking, no talking
You climb on the horse like a jockey

Tell me, baby, I'm ready to fuck you up
Baby, we do it under the influence of narcotics
Come on, girl, so you can live the moment, not from Hollywood
If we're not in Can-Ams, then on Sea-Doos
I'll buy you Chanel and Jimmy Choo
And leave your pussy dripping, Bubbaloo (dripping)

Forget about that bastard, baby, I got you
I'm eating that pussy and he's bitten like the apple of a MacBook
Tell that bastard if he has an issue (bitch)
I have a stick that sends shocks like Pikachu

Tell him sorry, that story's over
Getting back with him is not obligatory
Now you're my shorty
If he messes with you, I'll introduce him to my forty

Baby, show me something
I want to see that ass jumping (uoh-oh)
You and me fucking, no talking
You climb on the horse like a jockey

Tell me, baby, I'm ready to fuck you up
Baby, we do it under the influence of narcotics
Damn, tell me, Bryant Myers
You know, the real gangsters with the flavor
Under Water

Ah-ah
The Flavorz, you understand?
Dei V, yeah
Dei V with El Mynor
Damn, you know I'm the one, and I'm with the ones
We never talk
Ha, ha