Paranoid Remix Lucius P. Thundercat

I see three of my bitches in the club
Two of them know about the other
I'm just sitting hear praying
That they don't tell the third one

I'm a put her in submission
Fuckin in the kitchen
It gon raise your mom's suspicion
When she see her butter's missing
Cuz the lube is running out
And I ain't ready for finishing
We could stop and take a break
But muthafuck an intermission
Cuz she ain't playing hockey
Its the balls not the puck
She wanna share the pussy
Guess she really gave a fuck
And I ain't gave a buck
Its still tricking if you got it
I give her dem balls
Russell Westbrook she a hog it
100 Shots like paparazzi
Go ahead and take a picture
She get loose off the liquor
Mixed drinks by the pitcher
She wants what she wants
She won't yield a game of chicken
But if she ain't thick
Im a call her slim pickens
Shawty is the thickness
I spank her with the quickness
I wrap my dick then give it to her
Merry Christmas
Or maybe like a birthday
For the secular bitches
Paid any denomination
Secular riches