Raspberries

When I seen her walking down the street

She was pretty then

Did you get her name? Did you get her number?

Baby head back, I ain't really into skinny chicks

Lips, she tastes like raspberries, damn I want you to know

Man if you'd see how she work the stroll

That body was out of control

Ain't no way I was bout to let her go

I ran my thing like I was supposed

We're bombin on the beat but the beat so cold

Babe you're bombin on the beat but the beat so cold

Babe you're bombin it on the beat but the beat so cold

Babe you're bombin on the beach but the beach so cold

So cold

We're bombin on the beat but the beat so cold

Babe you're bombin it on the beat but the beat so cold

Babe you're bombin on the beach but the beach so cold

If her boyfriend tryina trip, talkin shit I'm a beat hit ass

You should let her go, it ain't worth the problems, hell no

If she come right now she'd be down but I don't love 'er though

Plus she tastes like raspberry, man I though you should know

Man if you'd see how she work the stroll

That body was out of control

Ain't no way I was bout to let her go

I ran my thing like I was supposed

When I seen her walking down the street

She was pretty then

Can't remember her name but I got her number man

And then I beat away, all in, I'm bitter then

She was pretty then

We're not caught up in beauty now

Seen her walking down the street

She was pretty then

Can't remember her name but I got her number

When I told her to stand back, pull up my skinny thing

Darling wants it twice, we begin to fuck even now