This infectious pop-rap tune from Afta Hill follows his braggadocious flows. Simple statements and sentences have become a staple of Afta's concise verses. The instrumental is a collaborative effort between Afta Hill and notable Hip-hop legend Will Dinero.
lyrics
Show me you love me
Baby I’m lucky
Baby I’m lucky oh
I wanna fuck you
You wanna fuck me
Skip all the games with me
Shortie come bang with me
I said get down baby, buss it open
I’ve been stuck in love but this ain’t no US open
No US but ME the MO
In magazines like Ammo
On T.V. screens like Leno
No panties she’s commando
Don’t let your fucking man know
I’m the motherfucker getting you going
As soon as I’m back on the road
I’m passing the blunt off to Moses
Splitting her seas til the moaning
Shutter shutter, take a pic of the moment
She fucking fucking all the homies
She for the streets like she working the roads 
but I got a shortie who keep me at home
I don’t need anymore hoes, anymore hoes
I’ll put it on hold
I’ll put it on hold
Put it on hold
So shorty get back on my pipeline
The one the side for gas or the hoes
I’m liking your style, so when your alone
Call on my regular phone 
Show me you love me
Baby I’m lucky
Baby I’m lucky oh
I wanna fuck you
You wanna fuck me
Skip all the games with me
Shortie come bang with me
I said get down baby, buss it open
I’ve been stuck in love but this ain’t no US open
No US but ME the MO
In magazines like Ammo
On T.V. screens like Leno
No panties she’s commando
Don’t let your fucking man know
All the positions I put you in
I ain’t Tory but I lick it and slip it in
Feminine hygiene and the 7 position shit, quivering finishes
70 minutes, but we make it 90
Two 45s and a half of the night leaf
grind it, and lick it and spliff it, and spitting
and choking,
I’m shiesty and grimy, shiesty and grimy
might win a grammy, just for the look of it
just for the fuck of it
trophy cases, I could write a little book of it
pull all the trophies out, fuck round and cook in it
every since I was eleven the motives was
cooking em cooking em cooking em
these shorties was jokers, but clowning is over
just look at em look at em look at em
I said get down baby, buss it open
I’ve been stuck in love but this ain’t no US open
No US but ME the MO
In magazines like Ammo
On T.V. screens like Leno
No panties she’s commando
Quarantine with you, nothing I’d rather do baby come around here
Quarantine
credits
from JOKER,
released March 25, 2020
Produced By: SAFAKASH, William Dinero
Written By: Afta Hill
Mixed By: Afta Hill
Mastered By: MixedByMailman
Cover By: Klauss Vogel
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