Pedro Cardin - Buck Wild lyrics

What up brown skin
Your body smellin' like cinnamon
Hair in a bun, your toes done so feminine
Heard you suck your teeth like
Oh no here we go again
Let me get your name so I can be more genuine
No need to front
The kid knows you got many friends
Many mens who waitin' to stake a claim on it
Put they name down just to
Spit some game on it
But fuck friends I'm tryna set the mood
You know
Go at you hard like most records that's sold
Spit propaganda at you to you
Break down and fold
You look confused miss thing like
I'm speakin' in code 76-64 press pound hello
Are you listenin' now? Did
I get your attеntion?
Undivided? Because you usеd to be undecided
Now you looking fluxed like those chicks
With they nose stuck up
Just put your number down girl what the fuck

Ayo, I usually play the background
You know clean cut, soft spoken, well dressed
Dipped out straight chillin', when
I'm in the club, yo
Sippin' the Sprite with the ill
Lemon mixed in it
Sippin' on it I was just chillin'
Til I saw you
That's when my heart stopped, knees gave
Head sweatin', jaws locked
I was sweating you like goddamn, girl
You got a nigga going buckwild
Mesmerized, starstruck
I was thinking maybe we can go out
Like to the movies or
The Applebees, Blockbuster, state fair
But, you looked at me and said, "Fuck that!
You just a herb with no money
And no Jeep and no condo
And I thought that Little Brother
Had a record deal"
Ok I see where you going now
Wanna sweat a nigga
When you think he got a cash advance
And some personal time but fuck that
I got your head still
I know I'm husky but chicks still love me
3 o'clock still have they ass running
To Waffle House fa me
Be feelin' on that ass till my
Name they be calling and shit
Get 'em so wet they make a Freudian slip
And fall down into my verbal abyss
That's straight Reservoir Dog style
Perfecto, served with a kiss mwah, baby
It's just like this no need to fight it
Invite it try me out you just might like it
American pie shit try anything out once
Forever stained your memory like
White shirts and punch
I get the hunch that a nigga's on your menu
Do me a favor girl
Come check me at the next venue