Gettin It On

Lyrics

[Intro] I guess we just gettin' it on Social Club Entertainment, shwanky, baby Look [Verse 1] Billie Jean style, the baby ain't mine I'm drunk as fuck, bitch, I could bust a nut, eight times Make your heart rate climb to the bassline Before we FaceTime, let's sit back and taste wine Or is it wine taste? Feet stompin' on fine grapes Spread the juice on your spine and watch you lie in haste Lyin' 'til you climax 'cause it's mind over matter It's like your mind is playin' tricks, you like why am I in your bladder? I-I-I just make you stutter, spread your legs like a scoop of butter Honey lover, juice is drippin', got us stuck on one another Under covers bustin' rubbers, I can't breathe I'm 'bout to smother Caught a cramp that made me suffer, after that I'm feelin' wonder-ful And head was the case that she gave me And she work it like a nine-to-five and whip it like it's slavery For me, it's free, she don't treat me like no rookie But for them sucker niggas that sells tax on that pussy [Chorus] Baby got a good head on her shoulders Love it when you take control and put that licky-licky on me Baby, you got a nice ass in them denims I would love to get up in 'em, put that sticky-sticky on me She got her own money poppin', ain't gotta take her shoppin' 'Cause she gon' let me get the product for free So first we gon' drink 'til we get fucked up And then we gon' fuck 'til we both get a nut, huh (Uh) [Verse 2] Legs on my shoulder, her back arch right Goin' in and out, made the pussy fart twice Hard knockin' 'til the neighbors call the po' lights She screamin' like I'm a demon 'cause I poke her soul right Poker nights player like I roll the dice, poltergeist Beetlejuice when you see her lose her clothes on strip poker night That Social Clubbin', that's binge drinkin' That's weed blowin', your boat's sinkin' She seen me after every single Pilates class Massage her back with hot oils and make her body spaz I'm drunk as a fifth of E&J in a wino's bag And I'm a big dog, bitch, I got that rhino swag But I don't lock and key her, see her when I see her Either meet me where I be or meet me later when you free up I get special treatment, I'm Aasim I'm Top Dog, without freeze [Chorus] Baby got a good head on her shoulders Love it when you take control and put that licky-licky on me Baby, you got a nice ass in them denims I would love to get up in 'em, put that sticky-sticky on me She got her own money poppin', ain't gotta take her shoppin' 'Cause she gon' let me get the product for free So first we gon' drink 'til we get fucked up And then we gon' fuck 'til we both get a nut, huh