I step into the club, braided hair, Nike airs and cane.
VIP in the spot and it's hot, so I’m spittin game.
Gold teeth and chain, fresh like I stepped out a plane.
Mommy where u from, green eyes and figure eight frame.
Already turn’t up off four cups, of Henny and coke.
Kush blunts deep tokes, got me raspy like Tone Loc.
That Funky Cold Madina, is meaner to senoritas.
Full throttle in a bottle, girls go wild on Tequila.
Like Tila, accept they twerk with a whole lotta ass.
Real fast, and they make it clap, if u got cash.
Throw it back, I tell baby girl to give to daddy.
Her badunkadunk bouncin, like the trunk on a caddy.
That booty was so juicy, her twerkin wrinkled my shirt.
Being a flirt, makin it jerk, flashin thong under her skirt.
I said it’s time for the dessert, your bodies on the menu.
There’s a party in those pants, reservation for two.

Bounce to the rhythm, bounce that booty.
Shake those cheeks, like they make money.
Move it and shake it, and bounce it, don’t break it.
We get off the dance floor, and then we get naked.
Bounce to the rhythm, bounce that booty.
Shake those cheeks, like they make money.
Swirl it and rock it, then wind it and drop it.
Ride it excited, when my plugs in your socket.

(chant)
If I’m sinning, how I’m living, hope they forgive me in heaven.
What what, hope they forgive me in heaven.
Yeah, Yeah, hope they forgive me in heaven.

Shorty dancing in the black stilettos, gotta bad body.
Booty twerking on the floor, like she’s moving on molly.
Will I holla at her probably, after I finish this drink.
Threw a tic-tac in my mouth, so my breath didn’t stink.
I was wasted, let’s face it, my mind was on tilt.
Ciroc and peach schnapps, I call it feeling no guilt.
So I approached her from the side, started a conversation.
Her hips moved to the rhythm, my eyes kept chasing.
She said her names Mary, and she’s all I’ll ever need.
I said, I feel the same, if we’re talking about weed.
She giggled a little, then whispered no monogamy.
Cuz Mary’s the type of girl, who likes to party.
Let’s roll, You, weed and me, like Three's Company.
Bring your girlfriend along, and we make can it a fourgy.
She said, “you crazy, but I like your style.
I know some hot, tight, places, we can get buck wild.

Bounce to the rhythm, bounce that booty.
Shake those cheeks, like they make money.
Move it and shake it, and bounce it, don’t break it.
We get off the dance floor, and then we get naked.
Bounce to the rhythm, bounce that booty.
Shake those cheeks, like they make money.
Swirl it and rock it, then wind it and drop it.
Ride it excited, when my plugs in your socket.

(chant)
If I’m sinning, how I’m living, hope they forgive me in heaven.
What what, hope they forgive me in heaven.
Yeah, Yeah, hope they forgive me in heaven.

I like boning shelly, cuz she gets naked quick.
A thick Thai chick, who knows what to do with a stick.
In back of her whip, strawberry lips, like a vacuum.
She could suck an orange dry, or the paint off a broom.
She’s a porn star chick, doing tricks, splits, and dips.
Her lower lips got a grip, that bruises thigh’s and hips.
I can handle that in fact, that’s why she comes back.
Addicted to our sessions, like a junkie to crack.
Vivian’s got a habit, I call her, Jessica rabbit.
Her bodies all curves, and she love’s when I grab it.
Met her at the supermarket, while standing in line.
Then we left the store together, to find a place to recline.
Some chatting with wine, Crème brûlée while we dined.
I put my dick in her ear, so I could fuck with her mind.
Her shape was divine, deep confessions during sex lessons.
If I’m sinning, how I’m living, hope they forgive me in heaven.