General Sherman
Shit is so amazing
General Romance
Just gimme the plug, girl
That’s all I want from you, girl
I just wanna be able to stick my extension cord in your light socket, girl
C’mon now
And gimme the motherfucking plug!

Gimme the plug, plug!
(Why don’t you) Gimme the plug, plug!
(Why don’t you) Gimme the plug, plug!
(Why don’t you) Gimme the plug, plug!
(Why don’t you) Gimme the plug, plug!
Gimme the plug, plug!
(Why don’t you) Gimme the plug, plug!
Gimme the plug, plug!

I don’t dress up like a thug, but I’ll scuffle if I gotta
Notice how you’re not alone when push comes to shove
I love the way you hit the angles and play around
Like you’re down to just stay around
Bouncer in the house, ah, we won’t even make a sound
Cuz it’s a downtime fling, tell me what you think
I’mma take a swing, I’mma guess you’re lingering
Feel that soft tingle
I can see you’re crushing on me harder than a diamond ring
I don’t mingle with your crowd a lot
But I’m not not gonna talk shop and chop it up with thots with thoughts
I’ll do whatever I can
I’m a renaissance man
Drop your plans, send them up into the stands, Chuck Knoblauch
Talking like a bad girl
Looking like a hotshot
You dominate the scene
And it seems so effortlessly clean
I mean
We got machines and we got Disney queens
Toe the line you give me something in between, well could ya

Gimme the plug, plug!
Gimme the plug, plug!
(Why don’t you) Gimme the plug, plug!
Gimme the plug, plug!
Gimme the plug, plug!
Gimme the plug, plug!
Gimme the plug, plug!
Gimme the plug, plug!
Gimme the plug, plug!
Gimme the plug, plug!
Gimme the plug, plug!
Gimme the plug, plug!
Gimme the plug, plug!
Gimme the plug, plug!
Gimme the plug, plug!
Gimme the plug, plug!

Your love is a drug and I’m a assoholic
Go through withdrawals, in my bones I hear your body calling
On FaceTime, just wanted to say hi
Your waistline more addictive than the white line
Akiba
Akeela
I love sluts
I need hoes
But something in my soul say don’t go near it
Shit, I’m lying I be fuckin’ bitches' whole spirits
Shank some, your soul mine
Diggin’ it, a gold mine
Ooh I hit the jackpot, grab my camera
Take a snapshot of her fat twat
I did it for the have-nots
I did it for the have-alls
I hit it at the last call
Ass like a fastball
I slammed it like Zion
Left her on the side of the road in a Scion
Cause bitches ain’t shit and I’m worse, word to Nate Dogg

I’m zoning out
I’m zoning out

You’re ugly, although your smile is not
Unlike the others’
But I don’t care I’m not your lot
And I’ve got bad manners
Who cares what you are, who cares what you think
Except your mother
I cannot notice you’re more than what’s seen
Why should I bother?