Aunt Pat - SahBabii

Something about them stars on the ceiling

I swear I’m hypnotized on 'em

I swear I’m hypnotized baby

I swear I’m hypnotized

Like Popeyes she got some thighs on her

And if he slipping we gon' slide on him

Just like some tires we gon' ride on him

She pop a wheelie then she glide on me

My pockets cheesy like my aunty’s macaroni (Aunty pat, yeah)

We get to the bread like a pack of bologna (Yeah)

She gonna ride up on this dick just like a pony

I’ma do some tricks up on that bitch like Tony

I can’t get her pregnant, I’m just simply steppin' in

All my bitches beauty pageants, got my bitches immaculate

Bitch I’m the shit like flatulence, I got your bitch on top of the dick

She so fascinated when I say squid (Squid, squid, squid, squid)

Believe it, bitch, achieve it bitch

Fuck on the ho then I leave the bitch

Forehead tatted like Quan Chi

Replacing these hoes with no warranty

All these hoes ain’t guarantied

Pockets swole like Mr. T, nut in her she marry me

Something about them stars on the ceiling

I swear I’m hypnotized on 'em

I swear I’m hypnotized baby

I swear I’m hypnotized

Like Popeyes she got some thighs on her

And if he slipping we gon' slide on him

Just like some tires we gon' ride on him

She pop a wheelie then she glide on me

My pockets cheesy like my aunty’s macaroni (Aunty pat, yeah)

We get to the bread like a pack of bologna (Yeah)

She gonna ride up on this dick just like a pony

I’ma do some tricks up on that bitch like Tony

My bitch in Olympics, my bitch study physics

My bitch put her legs behind her head and bust a split (Yeah)

Move she gettin' plenty bread, broke hoes need to go to jail

Pick her up like she’s on sale, in her box just like some mail

You’ve got mail (Yeah)

Bitch I got ice like a penguin, I’m on fire extinguish

I want your head you genius, ooh, don’t smoke no incense

Give me space like an indent, gas is louder than arguments

Something about them stars on the ceiling

I swear I’m hypnotized on 'em

I swear I’m hypnotized baby

I swear I’m hypnotized

Like Popeyes she got some thighs on her

And if he slipping we gon' slide on him

Just like some tires we gon' ride on him

She pop a wheelie then she glide on me

My pockets cheesy like my aunty’s macaroni (Aunty pat, yeah)

We get to the bread like a pack of bologna (Yeah)

She gonna ride up on this dick just like a pony

I’ma do some tricks up on that bitch like Tony