Moscato

[Intro: Future] Yeah yeah yeah I want to fuck you on Moscato Beat you, hit the lotto [Hook: Future] Red wine in the creases of your nipples Fuck them two bitches, I'm going triple Fuckin on Moscato I know you wanna record me Take your time and just enjoy me This moment you can't afford me The lord know that you get You get a royalty Fucking on Moscato Tonight you hit the lotto [Verse 1: Future] Make sure you don't fuck up my name I hope you came David Blaine I made your pain go away like a Vicodin We take the rain, the thunder and the lightning Ooohh, your spirit is monogamous Wooohh, i'm taking away your oxygen Fucking on Moscato Tell your girlfriend, please, bring another bottle Tell your girlfriend, she can go and stay tonight They wanna go to Neverland, i put my gloves on They wanna go to Neverland, get your tour on Won't ride in the backseat of limos No, no more We Phantom and Maybachs when you open our doors Let the curtains up About to fuck her on Moscato (About to fuck her on Moscato) [Hook: Future] [Verse 2: Detail] Pantyhose off, let you doze off Lay on the chinchilla baby, it's so soft Cuz you're different And when you're coming baby, it's magnificent Oooh, the way you put it down girl, it's uplifting Ooh let's climb up to the highest mountain and be I wanna hear you speak, head to your feet It's a lotta power in a Trojan See, the choice of life is unspoken Your pussy get wet off moscato Girl you hit the lotto Give you hollows in the backseat of my Tahoe Shoulda left my truck on Windows are electric, baby keep flexin Get your fuck on Then we go home And take showers all night long Candles with no lights on Baby this the right song I'm starting to see it clear Me and you good money girl here And don't take nothing but what you want [Hook: Future]