[Verse 1: Murs]
5' 10", pale skin, no bullshit
Thick as fuck, now I think I gotta pull this
Them tattoos on the chest
Had to show her how we do this shit back West
I said, "You lookin' like you came by yourself
I see you into Killer Reese, is there anyone else?"
Like myself, hah
You know that I'm the headliner
Back in the day I was a good off-the-head rhymer
I'm free flowing, now she showing me some teeth
I don't know where this is going but I'm hoping that at least
We can go and get some drinks
Have some conversation, I can see how she thinks
'Cause if there ain't no connection
Or no type of intellect then I ain't getting no erection
Not on no Dead Prez shit though
I'm tryna fuck, all that mind-sex shit can go
No disrespect, bro, that's not me
If not tonight, then eventually
A gentleman is just a wolf being patient
I'm hoping I can feel up on your booty while we waiting

[Chorus: Murs]
My mama said she wanted something she can shake it to
So I thought about a song I could make for you
Without the cursing, I don't know if I can make it through
This is something for the **** to get naked to
This is something for the **** to get naked to
This is something for the **** to get naked to
Without the cursing, I don't know if I can make it through
This is something for the **** to get naked to
[Verse 2: Murs]
Now why is **** such a bad word?
When I call myself a n***a, that's just absurd
Every n***a ain't a king
Every bitch ain't a queen
See that's really not my thing
Not tryna be a dictator, I'm just part of the scene
But you can get this dick later, if you know what I mean
She was only 19 but she was fine as fuck
But if you really wanna fuck with me, it's 20 and up
Uh, I took her bra off
Now hop up in the backseat and turn the car off
Let's make a backseat baby
Pull them panties down and spread your asscheeks, baby
I know that's crazy graphic
But if you still wanna do it, throw it back and let me smack it
And I know that's hella ratchet
Educated street n***a, it's all part of the package
Shout out the Heartbreak Gang
HBK, it's all love when we bang
From Richmond down to Diego
It's so many pretty chicks, it's hard for me to say no

[Chorus: Murs & Problem]
My mama said she wanted something she can shake it to
So I thought about a song I could make for you
Without the cursing, I don't know if I can make it through
This is something for the **** to get naked to (What?)
This is something for the **** to get naked to (What?)
This is something for the **** to get naked to (What?)
Without the cursing, I don't know if I can make it through
This is something for the **** to get naked to
[Verse 3: Problem]
Okay, Murs, yeah, put me on the girls song
'Cause I'm the guy that get all the girls, I know, I know
I say, "What?" And they fuck on each other while I fuck on another
While we watch like two clocks on the wrists of the vixens
Always gettin' all the chicken from these n***as, always trippin'
'Cause they don't know how to pick 'em, so they quick become a victim
Mami lick 'em, mami lick 'em, I ain't talkin' 'bout no tongue
She gettin' paper so now she home less, no bum
And she got her roommate with her and they both so fun
Both' yellin' out my name, yet I don't know theirs
Hold on, nah
Y'all ain't even got to tell me, bitch, I so don't care
Haha, my wrist is so sunny, so y'all so gon' share
What up, 9th? Too busy living to hold on (What?)
Bitches take your heart and break it in two, ozone (What?)
Turbo (What?), oh no, I gotta stay on this player shit
And I stand on every word, so I don't budge when I say that shit
Yeah, I like all these bitches, but I'm in love with the bangin' shit
'Cause the fakers'll shake as soon as Diamond Lane make this shit
So just enjoy the moment, baby, enjoy the moment, baby
Better have a condom 'cause I don't want no other baby (Nah)
I just took a hoo, now I'm walkin' a little crazy

[Outro: Problem]
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