YellaMilk:
Im real blunt and I keep a blunt on the side
6274540 you'll be my ride or die
If you my ride or die you know ill treat you right
On that white grape til both of us is feelin fly
Bitches see this grin makes em want my kin
But Natalie Anne Kellerman already settled in
She in my house summin like a spouse
Save this nigga b'fore he was just another couch
Potatoe, breakin hearts chasin ass
But now I got my eyes focused on her Ford dash
That cruise control yeah I fucked some hoes
But aye at least I swerved of that black nigga road toad
Stuck in some mud only bustin nuts
But nothin is as good as your insides caught up on
Just one girl other niggas make me hurl
My only dream is to fit you with the ideal perfect pearl

And dont need nobody else, I dont need no one
Let beat play Let the music Play, Let the beat play Let the music play
And I dont need nobody else, but you..

GuessPre:
Black man with dreadlocks fresh vans talkin no socks
Compliment that sundress your curly hair those flip flops
Times short like tick tock Im tied down I feel lost
Yo Im the boss in my life them other girls we just talk
flirt a bit I make fans contemplate my circumstance
Think about you some times and try yo be a better man
Than in the past I messed up I lay my lines no mouth shut
Just talk big on that rap shit four girls a week thats action
No passion just asses bring em home but that be lackin
Connection for a second then comes the sexual tension hell
Fuck the complications and the minimal patience
New outlook on relations had to swing it back to basic
Learn that real love that Hallmark that good good no Wal-mart
Them long walks short nights stay up that car in park
Thats the real talk that one double zero scripted
The games give and take real spit dope mission

Talk O Destiny:
Oh you know my baby blazes, T.O.D. doling out hazes
She's in heels, I knot my laces on that king shit, pocket aces
Full House, John Stamos Uncle Jesse she's my Becky
and the bed sheets always messy cuz the sex is oh so sweaty
No molesting she just lets me, when I feel stress she blesses me
and honestly I'm blessed to be in the presence of her company
In the pussy by the count of three and okay with me
when I run my mouth about our sex life, late nights
With YellaMilk and GuessPre, on that stop-go, that hair pull,
that grab ahold, teeth to the lobe, in the P.M., P to the M
down to the V until it's "The End." She's Khaleesi to my Drogo
Booty bouncing on my pogo, she's curious but I'm no homo
If she brings me home some ho-ho's I'll be creaming those girls solo
Slow-mo to the Fast-fo, like that Icelandic trainer you know we be fucking surely, I'm Gordon Bombay Talk-O and I'm duckin' out early...