Jamal Streeter - Milk

Yeah
Uh huh
Alright
Let me tell you a story
When I was just a little shorty
I used to strum on the guitar
It wasn't hard
I was young just doing it for fun
Hey there Delilah, you were my first one
My mama said son
You gon' make them ooo
You gon' make them ahh
You gon' make them wish that they could see you from so far
Watch out for your boots
Snakes being go hard
When you make that milk make sure you bring us to that yard, yeah
Make sure you bring us to that yard, yeah
Make sure you bring us to that yard, yeah
And we gon' roll with you
We gon' roll with you
When I was eighteen
I met this fine thing
At a party hardly acting hard to get
I knew she liked me
She was enticing
And sweet as ice cream
She kissed me on my cheek and said I live across the street
And you can come for free, and put it down on me
We can do it like you see up on the tv screen
And I was tryna play it cool
Yeah I'm a drill you with this tool
You think she knew that she was taking my virginity
We dipped in less than five
And it had rained outside
Race the whip slip slide
Can't wait to get inside
Can't wait to get inside
But then when we arrived
I just said goodnight
Well aren't you getting down
I acted dumb, what for
And she just grabbed my arm
And whispered in my ear
So you can make me ooo
You can make me ahh
I can make you wish that you had met me way before
Buy my pretty boots
Take me very far
When you make that milk make sure you bring me to that yard, yeah
Make sure you bring me to that yard, yeah
You gone be the best man
Ain't no fucking question
When you move out west
Don't forget about your best man
I taught you all these lessons
Now put them to the test and
When you get that nest
And them girls on yours eggs man
Remember we was cooking, we was cruising like some chefs then
Remember you had nothing and I gave you what you have
Remember you was singing how you was down bad
Now you in your bag
Can I get a hand
You gon' make them ooo
You gon' make them ahh
You gon' make them wish that they could see you from so far
Watch out for your boots
Snakes being go hard
When you make that milk make sure you bring me to that yard, yeah
Make sure you bring me to that yard, yeah
Make sure you bring me to that yard, yeah
And we gon' roll with you
We gon' roll with you
And we gon' roll with you
We gon' roll with you
And we gon' roll with you
We gon' roll with you
Until we don't

Written by:
Darius Rosales-Streeter

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