S.P.P.

Ride around witcho niggas
Ridin round with my bitches
Hit chu up on the phone
Tell ya bout this business
How ya, how ya gon put it down
Tell me how ya gon get it
Tell me how ya gon do it now
Tell me iz u wit, wit it
When ya come through
Gotta treat for you, We’ll light a few
Get us in the mood, no fork spoon
My bedroom
But it’s too hot, gotta let it kool
I’m all that you can eat, wait till you get a piece of my
Sweet Potatoe Pie, Pie, Pie
My Sweet Potatoe Pie, Pie, Pie
My Sweet Potatoe Pie, Pie, Pie
My Sweet Potatoe Pie, My Sweet Potatoe Pie
And my shit be smellin good
Good, Good, Good, Good, Good, Good
my shit be smellin good
Good, Good, Good, Good, Good
What’s it gonna, What’s it gonna, What’s it gonna be?
You chillin' with them niggas our you tryna chill with me, me
Boy you know my lovin like nothing in these streets
Want chu skip them appetizers, know you want it sweet, sweet
When ya come through
Gotta treat for you, We’ll light a few
Get us in the mood, no fork spoon
My bedroom
But it’s too hot, gotta let it kool
I’m all that you can eat, wait till you get a piece of my
Bridge
I put it on the menu baby
Cause I know that it’s good
Puttin you to the test now baby
I hope that your good