Reverend William Burke, Rugged Monk - Into You lyrics

We going platinum, Rah, check

Yo, I was on a mission walking down Stoney
Island on the way towards Church's Chicken
Finna help myself to a big heaping fixin'
Of about six wings and seven biscuit's
When I seen this chick from
A bit of a distance
So I gets the notion to go get the digit's
This instance she was bad too
Had a juicy booty and a Chi Town tattoo
I asked her, "What did it do?"
They call me The Reverend and I
Sho' am impressed with you
Shit, it's like a blessing ta view
I seen you from across the street
Needed a close up too
Ooh, so I approached with game
Such an incredible thing
To see you walk when you off the chain, true
So what I 'pose we do
Is that we get ourselves something to drink
And even something to chew
Then take it back to the crib
I'm off 86 sugar pie, baby where do you live?
She say she 75th
But her momma in the house doing hair
With a bunch of the kids
And wanted her to bring her some ribs
I said "You dig on swine?", she said "Nah
That's them in they biz"
Say well this the thing, you
Need to be with me
You need to be on my team
You looking so fine
It's like I'm having a dream
How's about Kenny's BBQ and Ice Cream?
She said, "Kenny's BBQ and Ice
Cream? He got ribs, tips
Fish and even chicken wings"
Right, so we can do our thing
Gon' retch in ya purse and give me some green
Gon retch in ya purse and give me some green
Gon retch in ya purse and give me some green
So we dropped the pork off, then I broke off
Hand on her thigh and the shit was so soft
She rolled up a blunt for
Something to toke off
I'm in the crib eating
And smoking at no cost
Take, take, take, taking no loss
She say Rev, you a sho' nuff boss
I could tell by the gold in your grill
And the game that you spill and
The way you sho' floss

Baby, you got me, into you
And I'll do anything you want
Baby, you got me, into you
And I'll do anything you want

Forgive me God, for committing these sins
Fucking these birds and fucking they friends
Serving all night, trying to make these ends
Smoking sherm, sniffing coke
Sipping juice and gin
Flipping these hoes off double stacked pills
Til I met my match and I wanted to chill
But her nigga acted ill
Posted with an ice grill
Nigga, you bluffing
You know you ain't busting
Say you was, and you know you wasn't
Say you does, and you know you doesn't
Tony the Tiger be fucking his cousin
Hoes I got, yeah, dime a dozen
Have 'em huffin, screaming and cussin'
Put that butter on an English muffin
Bang on that ass like a tight percussion
Bang on that ass like a tight percussion