C.RAD.B - On Road to Her Home

Sexy queen chillin on the side
Beside me
It's young c.rad.b
And i'm just chillin lokkee
feet kicked up
Out the window
Purple chucks
Taylor no gang
Just dueces in the cut
Try to catch me in the truck
I dare that
18 wheeler
You better watch yo ass
18 wheeler
Gone run up in yo ass
18 wheeler i don't care if we crash
Product in the back
And i don't know what it be
Hmmm
Only if them people
Asking me
Product in the back
And it's all meant for me
Fucking with this class
Make this nigga wanna sing
You say that the flow
Sound a lil snoopy
You a lil sleepy
Cause you done finished all the weed
So you pour out the white
And the henney right here
Then drown in that shit
Now you feeling no fear
All them drugs hit yo shit
Like a mutha fucking deer
You up in the club
And the view ain't clear
You went straight to the section
Hanging with the queers
But have no fear
Them niggas drink bears
The females gone dance in the mirror
Right there
And she gone take my hand
And we gone bounce outa here
She said
Why don't you stay right there and wait
I got drinks for us to take
Plus i want you all alone
I know where you stay
She said
I'll pick you up at eight
And i don't think that's to late
Cause you know what we gone do
I want
To play
Yeah you know just what i mean
You gone give me what i need
Just don't make it no big thang
So we extend in the club
Still want pussy in a cup
Shots of her gut
Dance with her ass
Slide on her lips
Smoke both them tits
She kissing rubbing dick
Cause she took me upstairs to the vip
I own the whole night
But drunk like a bloke
Still stoked in a daze
As i shift back and forth
In her car
Didn't know where we going
Little did i know to her home
Where she
Slipped out her dress
Balconett held her breast
Tanga cupped cheeks
Lips between teeth
Where my dick need to be
She licking her lips
Lavishly looking at me
I go and take control
It's all i really know
I pimp stroll to the goal
Girl i gotta go
Or do something with ya mold
I donr broke from the cove
Warmed up her soul
Went closed the door
Set her on the bed
Four play a go
Playing with her hair
My charming ain't fair
Now time her singing real slow
Oh no
There she go
Oh she gone
In space
Relaxed her face
She said
Why don't you stay right there and wait
I got drinks for us to take
Plus i want you all alone
I know where you stay
She said
I'll pick you up at eight
And i don't think that's to late
Cause you know what we gone do
I want
To play
Yeah you know just what i mean
You gone give me what i need
Just don't make it no big thang

Written by:
Conrad Bridges

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