Screw It - Big K.R.I.T.

I’m just, trynna' turn her out for the weekend

I got an old school whip we can creep in

We could kick it till the sun come up

If she really trynna' fuck I got a room she can sleep in

This ain’t nuthin' that she used to

I’m trynna' connect just like a Bluetooth

And get off on her spine and break it down

Flip it over, beat it up from behind up above the ground

H-Town knocking these boots

Got it so wet I think I need a Sea-doo

Swimming, swimming, swimming in the pussy

If her body was a show I’d have to book it

Four legs and cornbread sweeter than a sundae on Sunday with chocolate chip

cookies

After I give ya' what ya' need from your head to your feet please tell me

you’re cooking

Yeah yeah, fix a nigga a plate, yeah yeah, fix a nigga a plate

I got the kinda appetite to eat you out of house and home

The hunger still strong even if I done ate

Yeah yeah, fix a nigga a drink, yeah yeah, fix a nigga a drink

The liquor got it going, professional with the stroking

If she keep her mouth open she gon' tell me how I taste

Like woo, I’m good with the aim on the low

I came with a chain and the grill let it show

Shining the diamonds, her beauty is blinding

I hit her with the wood I have her body on glow

I know your man don’t do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it right

Don’t let this be the last time you’re reaching orgasm

I’m not that far away you can call me anytime

I got another call, hold on

It’s the wrong number should I go on

Give you the kind of memory that you can roll on

Do it yourself whenever you miss me like so long

Figure a hot bath, a better day than them lame niggas

Watching porn wishing you could change with them

You ain’t getting freaky for no reason

And all you wanna' do is come and shake 'till you sleeping

I know, I know, I know, I know what you need (Yeah)

I know, I know, I know, I know you want to be (Yeah, with Krizzle)