"Grown Folks" lyrics

Tip, tip, tiptoeing through your crib
Trip and fall in your ribs
Still being a fat-ass, catch me all in your fridge
You gon' wrap this baller belly like a crystal ball
Wishin' it was permanent, instead of on-call
I wish that I was more involved
But I'm so passionate about what's happening around me
I could put it on pause
More often, so that we could do what grown folks do

You like it, I love it
I really, really love it
You like it, I love it
I really, really love it, oh

Look, if you like it, I love it, I swear to god
The revolution we tellin' by the fire
What you tellin' me? I just hope your not telling lies
I hope you keep it lit as we switch off the lights
Turn them things down, imma do it right
Cause I know what you like
Turn that thing 'round, let me get my ribbed for tonight
Damn, put that arch in it, we gon' do what grown folks do
Let's do what the grown folks do
Let's do what the grown folks do

You like it, I love it
I really, really love it
You like it, I love it
I really, really love it, oh