C-Cups

[Verse 1: UBI] I harbored a fix up in my sleeve greenery spice Too smart for the feeble wit but the scenery nice I'm startin' this party quick with the trees and a pipe Lookin' for only love's sick chick that needs some advice Yo I'm here with both ears girl and a shoulder to lean Cuz I know just what ya sayin' if you know what I mean Did I mention my main intention is only to please While you talkin' meaning shit, better blow in the breeze Ayo yo I stay on my p's while you're minding your q's And keep both of your eyes on me when I'm in your view All shy blowin' me kisses, I ain't tryin' to be rude No wits, nobody's business will be privately due So strange how their secret affection's silently sooth Keepin' the tension level high as we quietly move In this match ignitin' a few with a fiery fans Got me dirty dancin' with you and too tired to stand In this liquor I'm sippin' got me in this motor attack Honestly I don't even know what's holdin' me back There's so many questions that I'd like to openly ask But I'm afraid that you'll get scared away and overact So simple or not figured I could thicken the plot By spittin' this verse while you sit in this particular spot I'll give it a shot and if it's not a kissin' stuff The very least I'm gunna do to you is get you to bluff A chuckle and laugh, a little bit tickle and touched Untill the hairs on the back of your neck are pricklin' up So next time you're with your man and he's hittin' it up Daydreamin' thinkin' of me, while you wishin' it was us For-what what, picture me messin' it up Her mind not corrupt with the ill C-Cups Shit shit, picture me messin' it up Her mind not corrupt with the ill C-Cups I'm tryin' to cut the bullshit like what's left to discuss I feel the way you dressin' it up, sexy as fuck Messin' me up like give me a second I'm stuck Sittin' next to you I look kitty as retched and rough I'm feelin' the stress in your life, and I bet that you're right When you say a good relationship is more than sex in the night Well I know, you got a man I can't expect you to diss But I'm not breathin' down your neck either and checkin' your piss And so I'm crackin' this open around the bush that don't beat The name is Mister Vilgione man it's good to be me And as for rights I don't believe in it, let's break it to bits I got this straight face relationship I'm achin' to quit Yo basically this is a proposition properly put I just dropped the monopoly says I gotta be good I can respect it, I guess if you're rejectin' my cups I'll just chalk it up as a loss plus a lesson of lust For what, picture me messin' it up Her mind not corrupt with the ill C-Cups Shit shit, picture me messin' it up Her mind not corrupt with the ill C-Cups Her mind not corrupt with the ill C-Cups