Sunrise - Guerilla Black

I can make the sunrise, and the moon fall

When my plane land, you better take it off

Stop playing girl, yeah I’m trying to fuck something

Stop playing girl, yeah I’m trying to fuck something

Check it You lookin dope in your Dolce Gabbana boots

Ma there ain’t nuthin I can’t do, huh

The motion’s in the oceans

My dick game is potent, ma what would give you those notions

Cause I’m fat, I hit it like I’m skinny

Choke up that dro from the IHOP to Denny’s

It’s your choice, real pretty skin tone

Real pretty voice, that make grown men moan

I like your style, your grace, your face

You tasting better than the icing on the cake

And if I say I’ll drink your bath water, huh

You know I’m drinking up your bath water

You wanna talk to a balla, don’t let them sims stall ya Slide in ya man’s X5, when I call ya And let ya hair blow

I’m in the Embassy Suite room 304 and don’t wear nuthin under your trenchcoat

You remind of Lisa Raye

Cut the lights low so we can play and grind till the day

I got chicks in every city

Some classy, some saddity

And two or three bomber than purple chronic in Phillies

From the G4, to the limo, to the penthouse on South Beach

Since I fucking keep my name out your mouth piece

Skin tone alone drive me crazy

I can’t imagine being without ya Everyday is about ya We pushin 6's, they pushin Grand Cherokees

Forget them dude’s ma, hell I’m the man to see

Fulfill fantasies, slap the ass cheek

Like I did my victims in my last robberies, hell

You know the game, the name, 'B-L-A-C-K'

Pop the champagne then blaze the mary j From the Bay, back to LA now

I’m old school 'Pelle Pelle’with the chain out

Fade to the right a little like Barbershop

I hit it hard enough that half the neighbors call the cops

Sexy chocolate, I got more power than, 'Stunnin Steve Austin'

Yes please take caution

Bridge (x4 — through fade)

Don’t bring your girl around

Or her panties coming down