LSD - TisaKorean

I’ma shiver in my timbers, Avatar, I’m trying to bend her

Cinderella for her shoes, she know what I’m tryna do

I need the space just like a roof, start that engine, hear the vroom

I told her look, uh

I like 'em chocolate, cocoa, cocoa, cocoa puffs (I like 'em chocolate, dawg)

I like 'em chocolate, cocoa, cocoa, cocoa puffs (Ooh, she so thick)

I like 'em chocolate, cocoa, cocoa, cocoa puffs (Damn, dawg)

Go to the floor and then you beat his ass up

She know that I stay deep like the Avengers

I’m talking one, two, three, hopefully she come with me

I told her monkey see, monkey do, I got cash like a Jew

And I like the strawberry, she got that damn tooty-fruit

Green in my pocket, I’m a landscaper (I got racks)

Green in my pocket, I’m a landscaper

And I’m higher than a bitch like a skyscraper (The club packed)

And I’m higher than a bitch like a skyscraper

Ayy, I’ma shiver in my timbers, Avatar, I’m trying to bend her

Cinderella for her shoes, she know what I’m tryna do

I need the space just like a roof, start that engine, hear the vroom

I told her look, uh

I like 'em chocolate, cocoa, cocoa, cocoa puffs (I like 'em chocolate, dawg)

I like 'em chocolate, cocoa, cocoa, cocoa puffs (Ooh, she so thick)

I like 'em chocolate, cocoa, cocoa, cocoa puffs (Damn, dawg)

Go to the floor and then you beat his ass up

Ayy, I said Jason, Misha, Don, Karen (Go)

Work

Ayy, hit 'em where it hurt, hit 'em where it hurt (Ayy, you feel that, doggy)

Hit 'em where it hurt, hit 'em where it hurt (Roof, roof, roof)

We gon' hit 'em where it hurt (You feel that, doggy), hit 'em where it hurt

(Work)

Ayy, I’m tryna get under her skirt (Yeah, dawg)

Get under her skirt, I’m tryna get under her skirt (Yeah, dawg)

Get under her skirt, I’m tryna get under her skirt (Yeah, dawg)

Get under her skirt, I’m tryna get under her skirt, ayy

Word of mouth, word of mouth, these niggas talk too much damn shit,

ayy (They trippin', dawg)

Get your ho lit like Bic, ayy (Yeah)

She gon' pop it like a zit, ayy (Yeah)

She is not a baker but she want my cream on her

Ayy, Rice Krispies, snap, crack, shit gon' pop (He know it)

I’ma fuzz on her once she make my soda top, ayy

She is not a door but I am trying to knock, ayy

And that relationship remind me of some damn Crocs (Some shoes)

What that mean?

That mean I’m chillin' on that shit