Buttered Up (feat. Juicy J)

Play me some pimpin' mane

(Jason Rich on the beat ****)

I said hey

Mrs. Buttersworth

You got the ****

Baby come and show me what it's worth

I said hey

Mrs. Buttersworth

C'mon baby

You got the ****

Baby come show me what it's worth

I'm Mr. Buttersworth

I was on a perc

Chased it with the syrp

Got you buttered up

You know what I'm worth

Rent due is the first

You want that you new purse

First you gotta ride for me

Throw it in reverse

Open up your legs

Like you givin' birth

Intro-duce you to new positions

Now you diverse

She was talkin' big ****

Now you in a loss for words

But you the you the best

Even at your worst

Doubled up my doses

Got me a four from my nurse

I finessed the docs for the scripts

Like its rehearsed

Fill you up for breakfast

Then I send your **** to work

Big blunt of Gelato and Wedding Cake for dessert

I said hey

Mrs. Buttersworth

You got the ****

Baby come and show me what it's worth

I said hey

Mrs. Buttersworth

C'mon baby

You got the ****

Baby come show me what it's worth

I'm Mr. Buttersworth

Aye

Got me going crazy with the **** so fat

Have mercy

Don't you dare make it clap

Got me hot and bothered by the smell of flapjacks

Girl it's 7 in the morning why you got me throwing racks

Aye

Mrs. Buttersworth you're all that I imagined

And you really got that ****in wagon

Wake up every morning and you got that **** clappin

Got damn Gravy why you gotta keep snappin

Mrs. Buttersworth you the perfect lady

When you tuck me in got me feeling like a baby

Ooo damn girl why you so tasty?

Spread a little butter on the biscuits and the gravy

I said hey

Mrs. Buttersworth

You got the ****

Baby come and show me what it's worth

I said hey

Mrs. Buttersworth

C'mon baby

You got the ****

Baby come show me what it's worth

I'm Mr. Buttersworth

Shut the **** up!