[Verse 1]Are you willing to feel strange for a while?Escape yo' elementYou are now listening to Spicy 103 FMAnd the F is for fine motherfuckerTo all the brothers out there listening who know how to appreciateA strong-minded, hard-working sisterCall us up at 877-B-L-A-C-K L-U-VTell us something good that you did for your ladyAnd brothers we appreciate you tooYo we do we love youJust keep coming with that stress-free loyal DYa feel me?Caller #1 what have you done for your lady?Did you Uber helicopter or you copped the Mercedes?[Verse 2]It's me JP honestlyI'ma come cleanThis nigga don't do nothing for meBut run up on me with the same old sad storyAbout a shorty in the streets acting hornyWild and dumb like I'm foulThe typa shit that bug me when you come tryna hug meSmelling like Popeye's, chicken heads, and friesDon't look me in my eyes I just see pies and thighsThings we shoulda did future unborn kidsMade our own porn just to watch with popcornWrote a love song just to show my heart warmEvery picky bitch checklist got tornAll your tees hoodies sweatpants was wornAs my wifey uniform sunshine or thunderstormThe pussy perform professionalPretty pampered presentableFuckboy credit unacceptableI predict 2016 you gon' be needing me like nicotineOn your knees where you supposed to beSince you chose to pose like I ain't 'posed to beIn your arms when you posted where them hoes a beI'm in the kitchen cooking chickens in my hosieryHoping one day you'll probably propose to meSince you opened up your soul and exposed the GFornicating under my grandmama rosary got a hold of meGripping my waist slow grinding to JodeciI was ready like R KellyIt was the fourteenth of February champagne and cherriesChit chatting with Christine killing timeHol up, I got another caller on the line[Verse 2: Caller #1's Man]Waddup I'm her bae the fuckin man of dayAyo I got something to sayYou knew that night was a date that I just couldn't makeI was working late tryna cake to stunt on my birthdayThen I hear you earing out my dirty draws in the worst wayWhy you calling from a phone I pay for in the first place?Talking 'bout Popeyes do you remember our first date?[Verse 3]Brazilian steakhouse with the unlimited plates, greatCafé up on Ludlow where we kissed and just ate crepesNobu up in Malibu soul food up in Flatbush tooRelationships are more than food and lusty interactions dudeSubject of attraction true love is just a battle fieldWiping these whack ass niggas off the back of my windshieldActing up caught you slipping tripping on banana peelsNow your heart is at the fuckin' bottom of my six inch heels[Outro]It goes on and onIt goes on and on and onOh, ohh, babyAh, baby, oh oh!La-da-da-da-da-ohIt goes on and onAh, baby!(Hello)On and on, yeah
