Carlito's Wang

Bro, this shit looks fire as fuck
I don't know, man. Remember last time? Do you think it's going to be as good
Because it doesn't even look the same
I don't know. It smells pretty good. I mean, it smells like some gas

Yeah, I can see that
Here, I'll break you off a little. We're on Tudor
Alright, Tudor
Break down the wall. Break down the wall. Break down the wall

Bottoms up
Bottoms up! Bottoms up! Bottoms up
Whoa
I'm geeking out over here

You little goofys better get serious

Y'all delirious if you think I ain't aiming for your neck
Lay out the lines, look at the signs
Lay out the lines, look at the signs
Flawless, dope shit

Beat the cut of the wrist
Got you feeling like you might not exist
Lay out the lines, look at the signs
Lay out the lines, look at the signs

I can't get my fucking dick up, dawg. It's floppy and limp
But I've been doing cocaine since I got to the crib
I'm fucking geeked as a bitch. I can't even take a shit
But I got what you need, lil' bitch. So hop up on my dick

Bitches suck dick for Adderall, 30 milligrams
Sucking on my gooch while she gives my nuts a mammogram
hootchie wear at Dental Dam
Coke farts rise to the ceiling fan

Everybody knows Coke Penis Man
I'ma give you what you need
druggy dickin from the back, baby
Doing cocaine butt naked in a black Mercedes

I can't even hang with you ladies, dawg
I'ma give em scabies
Selling cocaine to the children and the little babies
I don't wanna hear shit about my weak cock game

I'm only on soft cause I did a bunch of cocaine
I don't give a fuck or a shit about what my mom's saying
I be breaking rules the conductor of the cock train
You little goofys better get serious

Y'all delirious if you think I ain't aiming for your neck
Lay out the lines, look at the signs
Lay out the lines, look at the signs
Flawless, dope shit

Beat the cut of the wrist
Got you feeling like you might not exist
Lay out the lines, look at the signs
Lay out the lines, look at the signs

Got this nippy plug, can't get a stiffy up
Getting drippy from pooping in a dixie cup
Behind a pizza hut, getting my butthole cleaner
Looking for a divorcee to show my coke wiener

Take me to your hubby's bed, baby
Do a line off my shrimp, baby
I might put some in your butt lady
I might just fill your son's lunch, baby

You can borrow from your 401k
To give your baby boy some blow money
I won't even rub your gross tummy
Unless I'm spraying it with coke cummies

You can borrow from your 401k
To give your baby boy some blow money
I won't even rub your gross tummy
Unless I'm spraying it with coke cummies