MoneyatMidnight - Wonderful Nite

Ooh, wonderful nite, we finna have one
Take the weed, roll the blunt, and just pass one
Have you feelin' pumped up just like a shotgun
Slide in baseball nigga made a home run
Ooh, you sho' look tasty
Wonderful nite, but this ain't no bakery
You look like steak, bihh where my knife?
In the sheets is the only place that we fight

Lemme rub you down in some barbecue sauce
Have you drippin' wet like you never would have thought before
I wanna eat yo' pastry, lemme know, 'cause it sure look tasty
I wanna know if it's cream filled, if it is, BP, it's 'bout to be a spill
Where the whip cream at? Have you squirtin' like that
Got whip cream on my face, and my back
You know I do not like tacos, but you know I'll legalize a taco
And a terrorist, ooh, where they at?
Have you blow that ass up, and throw it back
Ooh, we finna have a wonderful nite
'Cause he know I eat groceries, and I eat the pipe
Jerry Springer, turn a nigga out call him Tina
Ooh, no wife, but you know how he beat it

Ooh, wonderful nite, we finna have one
Take the weed, roll the blunt, and just pass one
Have you feelin' pumped up just like a shotgun
Slide in baseball nigga made a home run
Ooh, you sho' look tasty
Wonderful nite, but this ain't no bakery
You look like steak, bihh where my knife?
In the sheets is the only place that we fight

Ohh he got me open, just like a buffet
Malcolm in my middle, just like a parfait
No homo, so everything is okay
Five feet apart, 'cause you know that them niggas are NOT gay
Swing that sausage this way
So good, you know I had to put it on display
You can look, but you can't touch
No free samples, I'm the only one, can eat it for example
Ohh, Wonderful Nite, we don't fight
'Fore you lay down, you gotta make sure that the head right
Don't eat, just lick like a lollipop
Slob on my knob like corn on the cob
You cookin' that soul food'll bless your life
Have you speakin' in tongues one, two, and three times
Gone break me off like a Twix
All I wanna know, can I eat that dick?
Huh?

Ooh, wonderful nite, we finna have one
Take the weed, roll the blunt, and just pass one
Have you feelin' pumped up just like a shotgun
Slide in baseball nigga made a home run
Ooh, you sho' look tasty
Wonderful nite, but this ain't no bakery
You look like steak, bihh where my knife?
In the sheets is the only place that we fight

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