"San Diego" lyrics

S to the D
Gotta freak bitch twerkin' on her knees
These cakes been waitin' for a squeeze
Come eat this booty like it's fuckin' Applebees
B, I to the G
Keep goin', it ain't even too deep
Did he skeet? Bitch, please
Got him smilin' like a bitch at Chuck E. Cheese

Yo, I noticed he was swingin' in them gray sweat pants
I saw that thing was thingin' like he smuggled eggplants
Bitch is givin' pachyderm the way you packin' down there
I ain't in the NBA but I'm a pro ball player
I'm like "When you gonna let me S that D?
When you gonna let me L that A?
When you gonna let me F that B?
When you gonna let me swallow that C?
These hotties wit these bodies, actin' naughty, servin' fuego
Bitch, I wanna S that D, and I ain't talkin' San Diego (come on)

S to the D
Gotta freak bitch twerkin' on her knees
These cakes been waitin' for a squeeze
Come eat this booty like it's fuckin' Applebees
B, I to the G
Keep goin', it ain't ever too deep
Did he skeet? Bitch, please
Got him smilin' like a bitch at Chuck E. Cheese

I'ma S that D, and I ain't talkin' 'bout San Diego (no, no)
I'ma S that D, and I ain't talkin' 'bout San Diego (no, no)

Is that a banana in your pocket or bitch, is you just happy to see me?
Is you Chef Boyardee? 'Cause that shitake mushroom is creamy
Left bun named "Johnny", right bun "Rocket," they just missin' the wienie
Look, Mom – I made it disappear, call me Toddy Houdini
Bitch, I'm like "When you gonna let me S that D?
When you gonna let me L that A?
When you gonna let me F that B?
When you gonna let me swallow that C?
These boys, they drive me wild like I'm a fuckin' Winnebago
Bitch, I wanna S that D, and I ain't talkin' San Diego (come on)

S to the D
Gotta freak bitch twerkin' on her knees
These cakes been waitin' for a squeeze
Come eat this booty like it's fuckin' Applebees
B, I to the G
Keep goin', it ain't ever too deep
Did he skeet? Bitch, please
Got him smilin' like a bitch at Chuck E. Cheese

I'ma S that D, and I ain't talkin' 'bout San Diego (no, no)
I'ma S that D, and I ain't talkin' 'bout San Diego (no, no)

Call a bitch a "side chick" if you're needin' a title
On my tongue, tappin' like you at a fucking recital
Doin' splits like the Red Sea had to do in the Bible
On your shit, spinning' 'round like my booty's a vinyl
Bitch, my mouth is on E and it need a refillin'
Must've asked your big D what's the T 'cause it's spillin'
Boy, I'ma buy you DickDonald's, you gotta bitch happy meal and
Bitch, I'm a need some child support, you left your kids on my ceilin'

S to the D
Gotta freak bitch twerkin' on her knees
These cakes been waitin' for a squeeze
Come make this booty like it's fuckin' Applebees
B, I to the G
Keep goin', it ain't ever too deep
Did he skeet?, Bitch, please
Got him smilin' like a bitch at Chuck E. Cheese

I'ma S that D, and I ain't talkin' 'bout San Diego (no, no)
I'ma S that D, and I ain't talkin' 'bout San Diego (no, no)