Nasty Work Dear Silas

[Intro: Dear Silas, Narrator]
Aight lemme get uhh....
Say ain't that shawty right there?
The baby girl right there?
Yeah, man, you know shawty, 5'5? 5'6?
Aww Yeah, Yeah
Got the hip dips
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah give you that good grip
Imma go, imma go holla at her real quick
Aye, do that

[Verse 1]
Shawty like 5'5, fuck dat 5'6
Brown at the top of dat lip, drip
I'm bout to pay for that bill
Be still I dip, you dip, we dip
Got a dip in that hip
Giving me real good grip
Floor wet but I can't slip
If we don't leave right now then something gone be real blue
Like a nigga bang crip, so shawty let's ride
Rims still spinning let's glide
Now she asking me why I don't get high
Cause I wanna be in my right
Mind when I go to dig in them thighs
Take a look at my eyes
Better yet look at my heart
Bout to take a sip of that parched
How you lookin good in the hood
Send the blood to the wood got me standing up
Like Sta-Flo starch