"10 Shots (Interlude)"

Time to turn up, marijuana is my aroma,
Drinks colder than October, man I hate it when I'm sober,
Walked up in my vans and my patch smothered jacket,
To a full house of bitches, you can call me Bob Saget

Saw this bad chick in front of me, skin color Sunny D,
Like a magnet man, this girl became so attracted to me,
We danced a couple songs then I followed her like Twitter,
To the next room over where I kissed her like I missed her

Next thing that I know she takes me to the bathroom,
Where's she's slurping me slow like hot soup on a spoon,
I dumped it in her mouth, it look like yogurt on her lips,
Had the Henny in my hands so I just took another sip

I pulled my zipper up then I started to leave,
This girl's pulling on my sleeve, asking "will you call me?"
I told her straight like this, "you know how this shit goes,
You won't find love from me slut, you just tryna get chose"

I ain't no sucka tho, I don't ever thirst for for a hoe,
Wifing you up is like comparing weeds to a rose,
You're unappealing baby and I'll cut you off when I mow,
I ain't your remedy because I got a poison flow hoe