Milk Marie

Lyrics

[Intro] Ah, haha I can make this one about you? (You know you my baby, right?) Huh, you sure? I'ma call it Pink, okay? (Wait for it) Hm (Haha), yeah (Talk to 'em, Quan) Nah, I'ma call it Milk Marie (You know how far this shit go) I like that better, haha (For real) Ayy [Chorus] Milk Marie, she got a pretty pussy Call it Pink 'cause a nigga fell in love with it, ayy She got a thing for me, I got a thing for her Never ever let her get away from me, ayy (No) No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no (No) She don't yield at stop signs, lil' shawty on go Go, go, go, go, go, go, go get it [Verse 1] If I wanna fuck her she gon' always say, "Yes" Ayy, lay her on her back while I'm gripping on her chest Her ex don't want that, no, that nigga want this That nigga extra lame, he don't want no conflict Made two-million-point-five, nigga, I ain't done yet (Nah) Stand down to my word, if I said, it then I meant it (Yeah) Thugger, my money eight feet tall, two midgets, ayy [Chorus] Milk Marie, she got a pretty pussy Call it Pink 'cause a nigga fell in love with it, ayy She got a thing for me, I got a thing for her Never ever let her get away from me, ayy (No) No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no (No) She don't yield at stop signs, lil' shawty on go Go, go, go, go, go, go, go get it [Post-Chorus] Girl, I want everything that come with you Even if you got stretch marks, and even two children I can't blame you, girl (No, no, no, no) [Verse 2] Love you for who you are, want you for who you are Baby girl, you a star in my book (Ayy) Fuck with you for who you are, fuck with you for where you going Fuck them lame niggas, yeah, they could look (No) And my girl Got the world shook, earthquake the world I'm tryna get a nut just like a squirrel Can you blame me, nigga? Can you blame me, nigga? Can you blame me? Ran off with a nigga pack (Ayy) Told him, "Hit my line," gave that pussy boy the fax number No Jim Carrey, Rich Homie act dumber Got ice on like a nigga livin' in the summer All my soldiers got me protected like I'm Osama Campaign made a million profited like I'm Obama Lactose intolerant, I don't drink– [Chorus] Milk Marie, she got a pretty pussy Call it Pink 'cause a nigga fell in love with it, ayy She got a thing for me, I got a thing for her Never ever let her get away from me, ayy (No) No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no (No) She don't yield at stop signs, lil' shawty on go Go, go, go, go, go, go, go get it [Post-Chorus] Girl, I want everything that come with you Even if you got stretch marks, and even two children I can't blame you, girl [Outro] Yeah, haha, ayy (Go) You know I fuck with you despite of how bad of a attitude I be having at times I do it 'cause I love you, shawty, you should know that This shit go back like four flat (Go) For real, for real, I ain't talking for my health I love your smile, everything about you Quan