You Bonnie I'm Clyde
Let me rob a bank at night girl between them thighs
Holding like Sam

Cocked it like a tech 9 take it off safety and it won't jam
Now I got you loving me
Your boyfriend's mugging me
But thugs ain't tripping keep on hugging me
And tell me how you want it (how you want it)
And we can have sex from 6:00 to 7 in the morning.
Some say I'm a sucker for love

[Silkk The Shocker]
But the hardest niggas need us so blame I'm a thug
Now regardless
Pull out the red carpets when I come through
Never tripping making our ghetto wishes to come true
Don't blame it on the hangover
Blame it on the benzo and Lorenzo
And the way I spit game when it's going past ten
I got to be in it like a nympho
So here's the keys to my ride
And if you bout it my flight arrives at five