On Road to Her Home Lyrics

Sexy queen chillin on the side

Beside me

It's young c.rad.b

And i'm just chillin lokkee

feet kicked up

Out the window

Purple chucks

Taylor no gang

Just dueces in the cut

Try to catch me in the truck

I dare that

18 wheeler

You better watch yo ass

18 wheeler

Gone run up in yo ass

18 wheeler i don't care if we crash

Product in the back

And i don't know what it be

Hmmm

Only if them people

Asking me

Product in the back

And it's all meant for me

Fucking with this class

Make this nigga wanna sing

You say that the flow

Sound a lil snoopy

You a lil sleepy

Cause you done finished all the weed

So you pour out the white

And the henney right here

Then drown in that shit

Now you feeling no fear

All them drugs hit yo shit

Like a mutha fucking deer

You up in the club

And the view ain't clear

You went straight to the section

Hanging with the queers

But have no fear

Them niggas drink bears

The females gone dance in the mirror

Right there

And she gone take my hand

And we gone bounce outa here

She said

Why don't you stay right there and wait

I got drinks for us to take

Plus i want you all alone

I know where you stay

She said

I'll pick you up at eight

And i don't think that's to late

Cause you know what we gone do

I want

To play

Yeah you know just what i mean

You gone give me what i need

Just don't make it no big thang

So we extend in the club

Still want pussy in a cup

Shots of her gut

Dance with her ass

Slide on her lips

Smoke both them tits

She kissing rubbing dick

Cause she took me upstairs to the vip

I own the whole night

But drunk like a bloke

Still stoked in a daze

As i shift back and forth

In her car

Didn't know where we going

Little did i know to her home

Where she

Slipped out her dress

Balconett held her breast

Tanga cupped cheeks

Lips between teeth

Where my dick need to be

She licking her lips

Lavishly looking at me

I go and take control

It's all i really know

I pimp stroll to the goal

Girl i gotta go

Or do something with ya mold

I donr broke from the cove

Warmed up her soul

Went closed the door

Set her on the bed

Four play a go

Playing with her hair

My charming ain't fair

Now time her singing real slow

Oh no

There she go

Oh she gone

In space

Relaxed her face

She said

Why don't you stay right there and wait

I got drinks for us to take

Plus i want you all alone

I know where you stay

She said

I'll pick you up at eight

And i don't think that's to late

Cause you know what we gone do

I want

To play

Yeah you know just what i mean

You gone give me what i need

Just don't make it no big thang