Can I Fornicate

Lyrics

Drop the top then I slide off in the whip
 Bad bitch fully clothed, I make her strip
 Hit the beach then I let her take dip
 If she takes a seat I lick the salt off of my lip
 I don't bitch
 I don't moan
 I don't trip
 Call me "Blockbuster" cause I got the fucking clips
 We can have a shootout in the street where you live
 Tried to tell you bitches that I don't give a shit
 End ya life, roll the credits then I fucking zip
 Tell that bitch "Don't hate."
 Can't you fucking tell I'm tryna Californicate?
 Open up the engine like some fucking floodgates
 All this fucking power I can't even drive straight
 V8 - don't know nothing about brakes
 This bitch must be vegan, she don't know what's at stake
 If she ain't fucking then she gets the interstate
 All that fucking walking gonna get her into shape
 So many fish in the sea and I'm looking like some bait
 Throw these hundred dollar bills like I'm Bill Gates
 If she got a friend - in the coupe I make space
 LGBTQ - I take an L any day
 Rockstar lifestyle every day
 I hit the stage
 I get paid
 I get laid
 In that fucking order then I do it all again
 Got nothing to lose but I got it all to gain
 First I make her blow
 I make it snow
 I make it rain
 I'm just tryna drive the weather man insane
 Take over the world like Pinky and the Brain
 If it ain't foreign get the fuck up out of my lane
 Tried to tell you bitches that I ain't fucking playing
 Man I hippity hop
 To the tippity top
 Cause I'm quick with the Glock
 And I'm picking the lock
 You can dig it or not
 Your bitch licking the cock
 And she's getting on top
 And she ride it non-stop
 Hear the clip and the clop
 Man I drip and I drop
 And you flip and you flip
 You can crip, you can clot
 But you'll still never pop
 Cause that pistol's a prop
 Hear the tick and the tock of the ma'fucking clock
 On and on and on
 Same old dance but different song
 It goes
 On and on and on
 Same old gas but different bong
 It goes
 Can I fornicate?
 Without a fucking date?
 We right here face to face
 Right time and right place
 Some might hesitate
 Some might say "Let's wait"
 But I ain't got the time to wait
 So how about we call it fate?
 I got one last pill that I can pop (Yeah)
 After this I'ma have to call the doc (Yeah)
 He said it's cool because he knew me from the drop (Yeah)
 Had a check up and he slipped it in my sock (Yeah)
 I ain't sneeze
 I ain't wheeze
 I ain't cough (Yeah)
 Middle finger when I pull up on the cops (Yeah)
 Add the index finger when I pull up on the block (Yeah)
 Still don't ask me for no motherfucking guap (Yeah)
 You ain't get the picture, I'ma have to fucking crop
 

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Song Details

Duration
03:08
Key
4
Tempo
173 BPM

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