Drew Howard & Birthday Boy - f** Your Mind (Interlude) lyrics

Yeah She pop a pill then she pop a squat Come and try me If I drop the top she gon pop a squat Come and try me Just don't embarra** n*ggas like Papa Doc Don't try, don't try Let me f** your mind Let's go to the washroom girl, follow me And do lines, and do lines Let me f** your mind Let's go to the washroom girl, follow me I'm gon need a kiss, on your lips Follow me to the wash Let me f** your mind So savage All the condoms' bought are still in packages Safe s**, we didn't practice it She gon let it slide, like a pacifist And then keep it moving, she a activist You see I'm smashing it, in the bathroom But she prefers a mattress I guess the bedroom is more pa**ionate for her Your mind Let me f** Let me f** your mind Let me f**, let me f** Let me f**, let me f** Let me f** your mind Come and try me