Trip Out Erica Banks

[Intro]
I got what a nigga need
(Ayy, Doe Doe, ow)

[Verse 1]
He say he wanna eat the pussy like a sample
Remind him of a model, Ms. Naomi or the Campbell
Tell them bitches I'ma lead them by example
He got the number quick, but I was nothin' he could handle

[Chorus]
I make him trip out, nigga love to Crip out
Beat the pussy up, I get my purse and then I dip out
Eat it, then he flip out, taste it on his mouth
I know he like it when I ride on it, bae, I'm from the South, how you like me?
Now don't be playin' with me like I ain't the hot shit
Brag about the pussy when he eat it, I'm the top bitch
Pull up on a ho like, "What you on?" Nigga, not shit
Ain't tell that bitch I'm better, but she knew that 'cause she not this

[Verse 2]
Ah, he treat the pussy like a letterman
Show it off and do it right, you know he gon' take care of it
Take me out the country just to fuck him for the hell of it
I'm the hottest bitch, it ain't a secret, ho, it's evident
He gave me all, et cetera