Camaro

[Hook x2]
I bet you taste like sorbet and sherbet
I hope you know you flirting with a god damn pervert
I bet you taste like a McDonald's parfait
Apple pie, fuck 'em dry
I ain't trynna parley

[Verse 1]
But I might parallel park
And creep in through the window while you post it in the dark
Like hark, who does there?
Babe I ain't no Casanova
If you let me get the ribs I'll eat you out like Tony Roma
She pulled a Tony Romo
She threw that interception
I threw some dollar bills and told the bitch to get undressing
Chin up little pin up
Your body is a weapon
Sipping from the shooters cause I tell the bitch to the stepping
If looks could kill, you'd probably be the death of me
If pussy was drugs, you'd probably be ecstasy
Now what the fuck I gotta say to get you next to me?
Tell you pretty lies and convince you that it's destiny
Well fuck that
I'm just trynna get my jollies
Pop that ass up like a nollie
While I parachute that Molly
Geronimo, bombs away
Bottoms up, down the hatch
Got a blunt? I'm down to match
Dick 'em down I'm up for snatch
Lock, stock and the two smoking barrels
Hit and run
Getaway
Camouflage Camaro

[Hook]
I bet you taste like sorbet and sherbet
I hope you know you flirting with a god damn pervert
I bet you taste like a McDonald's parfait
Apple pie, fuck 'em dry
I ain't trynna parley