Cinnabunz

Cold stuff, what up doe love
You got me girl in handcuffs
Reminding punch of an old lust, like gold rush
Lunch bait cinnabunz, you more sweeter than cakes
Saucy ass hell to, i blew out the L for you
Smell that aroma
Enough tah put me in ah deep coma
I dicked you good, had you all over my wood
Damn niggas, they want ah piece
You all over my hood, im pondering to myself
On how they know you so good
Oven baked, i kept you hot, so ya cream can melt
Finga's mad sticky, plus ah sensation i felt
I want you all for self to eat up until its none left
You got me open and spending, hopin its never ending
Everytime im downtown, im in ah different dimension
Had my pole swole, toes curled from blowin on top
I gotta have this, trick the not, you be hittin the spot
Cinnabunz, exotic and wild, what have you done..

Cinnabunz, exotic and wild, what have you done
Yo style is like wild, im bugged out from what u brung
Cinnabunz, exotic and wild, what have you done
Day dreaming, thinkin of you, i want some
Cinnabunz, exotic and wild, what have you done
Yo style is like wild, im bugged out from what u brung
Cinnabunz, exotic and wild, what have you done
Day dreaming, thinkin of you, i want some..

I roll wit the flow, i might just lick the box
Kick the socks, watch movies, down shots, blow pot
Peep ya every move, check it how you get in ya groove
We straight show n prove fucking
Like its nothing tah loose
Yo, im ridah, providjah wit ooze, all up inside ya
Love when you was tight, i hold strong
Open you wider
Plus ya ass fat, relax, let me hit from the back
Black power strokes, Johnnie bit the G spot dope
I can tell from ya act, this shit is real as real as you hope
You spoke to ya girls about the action
They slung ah fax in, chattin, sendin dirty emails
Askin whats happenin, pushin on me hard
Got them broads surrounding me sweet
You put us both on the streets, from the steam of our heat
Cinnabunz, exotic and wild, what have you done
Yo style is like wild, im bugged out from what you brung
Cinnabunz..