If you be on your way We'll be on the rise I be on my fresh shit You be looking ripe, right You be looking ripe Let me devour you tonight Sipping on Ciroc mango Girl you know it takes two to tango How you fly? You a'int even a angel And we both like girls we arrange those You taste like grape and it's great We go back like bathing ape But your a shy girl you never open up but Wit me she throw it back when I'm tasting the cake Now let it lift off doing this is good for when your pissed off But don't take advantage of it you belong here girl but your panties doesn't I never understand this loving wit ya ass so big like you tammy cousin Thats why yo gram be buzzing cuz i thought it was fake but damn it wasn't If you be on your way We'll be on the rise I be on my fresh shit You be looking ripe, right You be looking ripe Let me devour you tonight Sipping on ciroc peach baby We aint even hit the streets lately You only come around when shits crazy You should come around when its gravy Cause you taste like fruit by the foot And you I really want it by da look In public you gone cover up But ya damn near naked when you cook 5 course meal on dat azz girl u know i gotta eat right 7 days of the week its amazing to me you be coming for the sweet pipe Headed overseas for the weekend gotta pill for the flight you can sleep with But first imma take you to the mile high club heres ur wings That'll make ur dreams lit, so... If you be on your way We'll be on the rise I be on my fresh shit You be looking ripe, right You be looking ripe Let me devour you tonight