Woo Chee Aha This shit is hot What, what, what, what, what, what This shit is hot This shit is hot Straight from the top, uh So what's the word, babygirl what's the word I've been tryna make ya mine for at least a couple years Every time I hit ya line you gon' leave me on disturbed Every time you hit my line you just hit me for the herb So what's the word, babygirl what's the word I've been tryna make ya mine for at least a couple years Every time I hit ya line you gon' leave me on disturbed Every time you hit my line you just hit me for the herb To find the words Similes and verbs just to meet ya I greet ya Bodies hot as fire, need extinguishers To unlit the flame thats burning very slowly Talking every night and writing poems 'bout your beauty You phenomenal Astronomical, you a star Shooting through the universe and zoomin' in my car Sitting back and waiting and praying no love is hard I've been looking for the signs, I'm just hoping that you're God That is up, feeling stuck Got a brother feeling fucked Double rum, in my tum Make a brother wanna run You've been fiending for attention, Let me come and give you sun Imma hit you in the morning, Before the rise of a sun Feeling fun When the sun, hits your eyes Plagiarizing lyricism Understand the vibe What's the time, What's the mission of this day Am I running out of time, Or did I shoot my shot too late So what's the word, babygirl what's the word I've been tryna make ya mine for at least a couple years Every time I hit ya line you gon' leave me on disturbed Every time you hit my line you just hit me for the herb So what's the word, babygirl what's the word I've been tryna make ya mine for at least a couple years Every time I hit ya line you gon' leave me on disturbed Every time you hit my line you just hit me for the herb