Choclair

Rubbin'

Choclair


Uh
Now look in the mirror
Tell me what you see
It's the bombdiggy dogg baby, wha
(We rubbin tonight)
(We be lovin tonight)

I remember seein u in spaghetti straps 
Napsack held up by yo ass back 
When I seen it, I was like DAMN! 
Girl, do you have a man?
Body looked like it was wrapped in saran 
Hear me 
Told me no, I was kind of surprise 
Really 
Out late night, spending mad cash chillin' 
See the walk you were walkin, open my eyes 
And the talk I was talking, parted your thighs 
But there ain't nothing wrong 
'Cause we both grown 
Hitting in morning til we strong grown 
And we strong moan and waking up the block 
And getting all confused, not sure if im your boyfriend 
Don't dwell on these minor details 
Let's cruise with the wind blowing, speed the sails 
We could rock on, and cruise on 
Plus your tight skirt be flashing your thong 
Shit's on, oh girl 

CHORUS [Saukrates]
You frontin like I ain't 'bout to knock it (mm mm)
I got a rocket in my pocket (mm mm)
Two tickets to your ecstacy 
And one for this chick standing next to me 
If she with it, shit I'mma hit it (I'mma hit it) 
Baby is u wit it (is you wit it, you know i'm wit it, wit it) 
I'mma hit it (I'mma hit it) 
I'mma hit it 

See I was peeping your style 
You was sitting at the bar with your hand on a Marnier Grand 
Now baby doll these people, notice who you are 
So they ready try to score 
Pulling out their bill folds, buyin red rose to give you 
I chill on the humble in my jeans and steel toes 
I see your eyes movin in stealth mode 
But then you realize, oh shit it's Chocs on the side 
She movin to my side, and when she walks she glides 
Body looking strong like Cadillac designs 
She moves close, her finger running up my elbow 
And then invites me to her humble abode 
Check it, 
Now before I get it, first she walks around nekkid 
Says she loves prospects and talks about her fetish 
How she loves dark skinned men, hairy chested 
She's hefty breasted, movements fuel injected 
She says she's rough at first, but when I start to groan 
I be closing every night and take it straight to the dome 
So we could rule the world or you could stay at home 
But tonight she be ready to bone, it's on 
Oh boy 

[CHORUS]

See this is for my ladies in open toed shoes 
And belly chains that make money and like their sex sweaty 
Like the sex messy and ready to go 
And not afraid to say they ready to bone (it's on) 
And not afraid to peel off the thong 
And not afraid to take it straight to the dome 
And for my dogs that make laws and cruise offshore 
With five in the pocket, or drop shitty cars 
For when it comes to strokes, bring beatness to Mars? 
And take no crumb cake to clear out the bars 
Watch yourself girl when you're playing it close 
'Cause you'll get the strokes and then we're ghost 
It's on 

[CHORUS 2x]