Wonderful

(feat. Devin the Dude)

[Verse 1: Natti]

Girls random at the grocery with their hips on swole

Reaches for the Mop-N-Glow lettin' that backside show

Cus she know, that's why she glance back so slow

Avoiding eye contact before this lust thang grow

Damn! Miss Ma'am with the mammary glands

To hug you from the back I'd need two extra hands

Sex by the cans with the okra and yams, damn

Imagination pacin', turnin' me hound

All stores say "Seeing-eye dogs allowed"

And yes, the flesh is willing and oh so able

Mind blind from video hoes and cable

I only grind dimes, is that close to faithful?

Ain't in the race, don't mean I can't look out the stable

Don't call me a smut, we be better than that

I'll be Dr. Massuese, you can be the cat in my lap

Let's be Energizer bunnies with the batteries back

[Hook:]

Girl you so lovable

So soft and touchable

But I don't wanna fall (In love)

Completely huggable

Wonderfully fuckable

And you know that's what you are, you are

[Verse 2: Devin the Dude]

You're looking jazzy, with a touch of nasty

But you walk right past me, don't do me that way

I'm staring at you at the club for about an hour and a half

And you smelling like you just took a shower and a bath

And those curves? Aw, they strike a nerve

From your nose to your toes, your whole body's superb

And... I'm sure you got a mind too

And with my head, I can get behind you

If you want something solid... I got it

I keep my game and my thang polished

Huh, I'm just trippin'... girl let's just dip outta here

I got weed, wine, liquor and beer

At the spot, why not? Girl, you fine as fuck

Don't say no girl, don't do me like dat

Huh, I don't wanna offend ya, but I do wanna put my thang in ya

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Deacon]

I was gone off her features soon as I seen mamacita

Her tongue playing with the straw in her margarita

Puckering lips showin' me she got jaws to eat a

Dick Cheney told me watch my heart and not her features

But Jesus, I don't mean to be in vain

But I'd tip ya with my tithe money just to get a name

Bartender, could you tell her to give me a shot

If not, Woodford on the rocks and make it a double

Might holla later on the block, not lookin' for struggle

But for an out of world experience hop in my shuttle

Fresh out the muzzle, trained like good hair

Come chop it up with me there's some good wood here

Get lucky in Kentucky if you play the odds right

Where brothers'll serenade a broad like