Flowers

Babe... are you done?
Aye baby
Hey babe, please stop counting?
Hello

Chat to Mackenzie say can you teach me to open door with a smile
This way miss
Her hands in my hair put man in a frenzy
First can you fix your style meanwhile
Kenzie struts, wetness, criminal directness, she ain't no klutz
Ain't no spanking butts type lady she'll just go for the
But as great as Kenzie sounds, she's not the girl that do them rounds
Don't seen no up nor down in foreign town gathering pound
If you smell like flowers but ain't done no hours then no thank you
Yeah you're not it my guys outrank you, prank you, out-bank you
Troubling boys, parked in London Town on silver alloys
Custom toys be roaring a noise get Central gals all groaning annoyed

And all of the goonies know my baby well
Why?
Cause I kiss and tell
Charming talk and a well-read chocolate man put bombshell in a spell
You see something, say something just make sure that you watch that tongue
Discuss discourage is Gucci just make sure no bro gets sprung

Give chingman witty replies or get bashed in by me and the guys
No jarring ones just humorous barbies leave one brother surprised
If beauty lies in the eyes of the beer holder then trust me bro is handsome
Do angel types no demon babies trust man that's his anthem

Trust man that's his anthem
Shut babies down at random
When sun go down the boy go up in tandem
The sun come up boy sleepy got them kid napping like ransom

Hey, lady, stop counting
You bastards have no clue how hard I work