Strip Show

[Verse 1: Vinny Radio]
Only thing that's been on my mind all night, all day
Can't wait to get home to my ladies arms where it's all right, okay
I've been rolling up all day, I've been pouring up all day
Gave it all during tonight so that after the party I'm feeling like death
After the party only got a couple hours in tonight left
Gonna spend it at home with my lady, she gonna make me feel so righteous
I've pull up to the crib, see your silhouette standin' in the doors frame
I can see [?] your plan [?] hold it down for your man

[Chorus: [?]]
Flying you around, kept you the flyest in the town
Now it's time to reward your man who always holds you down
So tonight, feel like I deserve a strip show
Yeah, yeah, a private strip show
Always kept you clean, copped you everything you need
Now it's time to pay your nigga back, and you know what I mean
So tonight, I feel like I deserve a strip show
Yeah, yeah, a private strip show

[Verse 2: Franchise]
All the time spent in diamonds that glisten over your body
Probably could've waited, but I made it, perfecting this hobby
Opened accounts to stash wealth and shared it witchu
Even through the ups and downs, I hid my carrets is for two, you
Know we got history, I did more than a little bit
Fulfilled your sexual needs, even put up for rentals and
Them furs, even them earrings that you love from Channel
And that perfume, the way you smell put a nigga under a spell
Got me hooked, but nonetheless good and ready for some positive karma
Let me see that lace lingerie sliding down your hips and posture
Drop that g-string south, show me what it's 'bout
Do it for your nigga, and make me feel like someone with clout

[Chorus: [?]]
Flying you around, kept you the flyest in the town
Now it's time to reward your man who always holds you down
So tonight, feel like I deserve a strip show
Yeah, yeah, a private strip show
Always kept you clean, copped you everything you need
Now it's time to pay your nigga back, and you know what I mean
So tonight, I feel like I deserve a strip show
Yeah, yeah, a private strip show

[Verse 3: Mac Miller]
Let me just lay down, watch them panties hit the ground
'Cause my dick be gettin' harder every time you make a sound (Uh-huh)
Do a dance for me, make me want it bad like you know I do (Do)
Only you got that ass round, it's like my own balloon
Pussy like it a cobra tooth (Uh-huh) that's filled with venom
Own that pussy, kill that pussy (Blaow,) need resurrection
Don't you want it bad, workin' for this dick, so let it be your boss
Yeah, my penis floss, let me cop some head free of costs
Work all day and night, so when I see you please be naked
Do those things I like but try to mix it up and be creative (Uh)
Yeah, you know just how please me and help me to ease my mind
From this grind, if you got a second, I'ma take my time, so

[Chorus: [?]]
Flying you around, kept you the flyest in the town
Now it's time to reward your man who always holds you down
So tonight, feel like I deserve a strip show
Yeah, yeah, a private strip show
Always kept you clean, copped you everything you need
Now it's time to pay your nigga back, and you know what I mean
So tonight, I feel like I deserve a strip show
Yeah, yeah, a private strip show