I done caught my tempo, baby, I don't miss
Baby momma in a Mercedes on the daily
They named me Mr. Ricch
Shake my hand and I might take you on a trip
Pretty, smooth skin, nice toes, you just my type
Usually I don't take her home first night
But for you, I just might
I know you know, these bitches can't fuck with you
On your worstest day when you come around my way
Fine as hell to say the least (Say the least)
I could fuck you all day (All day)
Ain't no rushin' on my side, I promise I'll behave
When I call (When I call)
Treat me like 9-1-1
Bite you up 'cause I'm like that
Really like that (Yeah-yeah-yeah)
Pull up, put out your fire
I'm the fireman (Yeah-yeah-yeah)
Ooh, you should've never told me you was a freak
I had you runnin' to the edge of the sheets
Strokin' deep, Gucci link, you got Pucci
This real sex, that's how it's supposed to be
Oil you up, lotion me
Knock out dick, I earned the belt
Too much of this is bad for health
When I finish, I know you goin' to sleep
Water, water, water, I need water
Treat me like 9-1-1 when I call ya
Water, water, water, I need water
Treat me like 9-1-1 when I call ya
When I call (When I call)
Treat me like 9-1-1
Bite you up 'cause I'm like that
Really like that (Yeah-yeah-yeah)
Pull up, put out your fire
I'm the fireman (Yeah-yeah-yeah)
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