Wild Thoughts (feat. Trey Songz)

I don't know if I can take it

But I know I love it when you get naked, naked

Breakfast in bed when I taste it

Good head, pussy wet just to chase it

Girl, I'm wasted, you're my favorite

Nigga couldn't play you if you was on a playlist

Shawty, you know you're my favorite

She my side piece she ain't even gotta say shit

She give me good vibrations

So bad, she deserve a good citation

Wish a bitch would try hatin'

She can get a one-way ticket, I'm the hood Live Nation

I'm not a good boy, baby

I fuck her like a rude boy, baby

And If I ever throw this at you

Better catch it like you knew Tom Brady

I'm in the mood for some whoosah, baby

Good head on her like whoosah, baby

I see the future

Me and you fucking in the bedroom

Now tell me what you saw, baby

Shawty tell the truth, I'm wavy

Stars in the ceiling, baby, roof goin' crazy

Swimming in it, I feel like I live in the Matrix, baby

That pussy A-list, red-bottom, baby

New Celine on you, you deserve a whole news crew and team on you

You and me is looking like the Eulogy

I'm 'bout to get you wetter than Katrina, going New Orleans on you

Why, oh why

You got that my, oh my

You got that water, by the water when I slide, I glide, oh why, yeah

When I'm with you all I get is wild thoughts

Heard that pussy for the taking

Know that pussy feel a-motherfuckin-mazin'

Baby sweeter than a pastry

Cake, cake, cake, like a mother fucking bakery

Let me put my face in your waist

Put my taste in your face

Choose on trip like your second set of lips

Put your juice on my stick, first, let me get a sip

Quick, no Trick Daddy, but daddy got dollars

Ain't that why you wanna be my baby momma?

No kiss, is that something you can swallow

Got her leg shaking like my vibrato

When I put it all in, no lie, I think I'm fallin'

Drive me crazy with no hands

Goin' HAM, no romance or slow jams

Goddamn, with the waves in your ocean

This the ride of your life, rollercoaster

Took a ride on the pipe, water flowing

Got your eyes looking blind, how they rollin'

Keep you cumming every time that we go in

Talking dirty and that pussy well spoken

Death Row that pussy, I'm West Coastin'

Pray for niggas that's less fortunate

Slay all day, I'm that focused (I like it)

Call her bae, like that's Oakland, yeah

I'm not a new boy, baby

I see the future and you are, baby

Stains on the sheets, she's on the floor

Busting all night like an UR, baby

I get around like 2Pac, baby

But, when I'm with you all I get is wild thoughts