Booty Call Lyrics

You can’t get any more perfect
Angel with your eyes seeing through the surface
I give you my life baby you deserve it
Whatever the price I will make the purchase

You Blow my mind like dynamite
You outta sight
Like a satellite
Oooohhh

Maybe you the one then again maybe not

And maybe you good girl but ehhh
Prolly not

Imma hit you for the booty call
Lemme hit it from the back make that booty rock
And you can count on me for some certified pounding
Hеnnessy
Got her wet likе a fountain
I ain’t with the clown shit
I Never been a bitch
Your man ain’t got it like this
1 2 3 shots
Open up the box
Oh my gosh
Oh my gosh

Through the fire and the flames
And the rain
I was thinking bout my baby everyday
Ever since I met you I ain’t been the same
The head exquisite like she quizzing on the dick
Straight As
What I give you
That’s a good grade
You got that specialization of good brain
How much wood could a wood chuck chuck
On a Thirsty Thursday she don’t drink
She like to fuck

Ok

Like it or not
It’s still Sikk
Everyday with that elevated new wave slang
Never heard another mf ripping the script
Dipping his dick in yo chick once again
Mad times
Mad rhyming in the phone booth
Come up out that bitch like Superman
I ain’t no goof
Slacking on the steez
Indy Heat
We ain’t with it
Where you at with that bullshit
Matter fact
Keep it
MF