The Fargo Splash (feat. Ludacris)

They want it now and fast

Grabbin' and smackin' ass

You gotta make it last

What? (Fuck me)

Oh, oh, oh, say it (Make love to me)

Oh, oh, oh, say it

Got these bitches hatin' on you, but it don't offend you

You my number one, just know that you got no contenders

You keep that pussy so clean when I be goin' in

I'd spend my life in your box, don't need no co-defendant

Go 'head, cut these **** off like they have no existence

They can't go the distance, I'm oh-for-oh for instance

Fuck the gym, let me pull up and give that stroke of fitness

She a five-star shawty, still down to go for Denny's

Down to go for Wendy's

McDonald's chicken fries, thickest thighs

Seen it in her eyes, shawty know I know I seen her

Netflix and chill, and we can go to dinner

My schedule busy, but for you, girl, I'll make no agenda

You got no contenders

You kept it hot for me all in my cold Decembers

No pretendin'

Don't be trippin' on these **** that you lovin' on

You gon' fuck 'em, treat 'em like you don't remember

Ooh, I need to have it 'til the day you gone

That's from January to December

Whatever you want

More than happy to provide it

Wet like Poseidon

Whatever you want (Yeah)

Oh, shawty, don't you deny it

It feel like we flyin'

Whatever you want (You want, you want)

You know I can provide it

Pullin' up to Story after Mr. Jones (Oh)

Only thing I care about is who gon' get you home

My cigar full of this weed so I can switch the tone

We stumble to my house drunk, is anybody home?

Words slurrin' and my vision blown, different zone

Room spinnin', I don't know

Unzip my pants and get to blowin', you so nasty

Then what's up with me?

You stayed up tonight to fuck with me

Mmh, lucky me

Gucci panties, sit that pussy on some double G's

Fifty pairs of those'll only cost a couple G's, yeah

Just give me something to work with

Something with purpose

First time that we fucked, girl, you was nervous

Moanin' 'fore I even started touchin' the surface

Whatever you want

Whatever you want, hah

Whatever you want if you that quiet, shit

She want it now and fast

Grabbin' and smackin' ass, make it last

Beat me to the finish, wave the checkered flag

Toe tag, left the pussy on a deathbed

Been milkin' the game since I was breastfed

Long enough to know that women with lisps give the best head

But not with braces

Your pussy talking's the only conversation, yap, yap

Grab her hair, pull her track back

Got somethin' to prove

Not from Houston but I got somethin' to screw at all times

She said it's all mine

All dimes, y'all fuck with nickels

I be in them guts, pokin' them sides until it tickles

Squeeze the Charmin on her soft ass

No, I don't pay 'em to come, I pay 'em to go, ho

No credit, all cash (Ching)

Be slidin' up and use a worthful transaction

And then just hop up off my dick with no attachments

Usin' prophylactics (Hah)

Safe to say this song is whatever you want

But it's limited to this penis and a blunt

Holler at me, Luda

Whatever you want (You want)

More than happy to provide it

Wet like Poseidon

Whatever you want (Yeah)

Oh, shawty, don't you deny it

It feel like we flyin'

Whatever you want (Ooh, it's whatever you want)

You know I can provide it (I can provide it)

Ooh, yeah, yeah

I'm 'bout to throw some game

They both one and the same

Cupid's the one to blame

Say it (Whatever you need)

I'm 'bout to shed some light

'Cause each and every night

You gotta do it right (Right)

(Whatever you want)

I'm 'bout to throw some game

They both one and the same

Cupid's the one to blame, say it

Aight, I'ma holler at you, yo

Yo, what up?

What's poppin'?

Yo, you still with Leah?

Shit, nah, it's crazy, she just left out the car and shit

You hit?

****, of course I hit, ****, come now, man, it's me

Hahaha, wazzup?

Wazzup?

Wazzup?

Wazzup? Hahaha

**** stupid, bruh, yo, all jokes asides

Why the fuck did I call this **** for again?

Oh yeah

You sure, you sure Leah and Jalissa ain't friends?

Oh, for sure

They don't even fuck with each other like that

She was in the car talkin' 'bout it and shit

Yeah, aight

Well, yo, look

****, we was up in the barbershop the other day (Uh-huh)

Smokin' blunts, drinkin' liquor (Yeah)

Shootin' dice, talkin' shit

Aight, my ****, I get it

What, like what you tryna tell me, bro? What's good?

Well, yo, my mans was tellin' me, bro

Jalissa? She up to some shit

And the first thing she gon' try to do is

Nyce, get off this damn phone (Fuck)

I told you I had to use the phone, you up here bumpin' your gums

Hang up this phone

Ayy, yo, man, you know moms wildin' and shit

Man, you know what I'm sayin', it's all good (I know, I feel you)

I'ma holler at you later, bruh

Aight, my ****