Aunt Pat

[Intro] 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 [Chorus] 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 [Verse 1] 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 [Interlude] 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 [Chorus] 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 [Verse 2] 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 [Interlude] 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 [Chorus] 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