(Did you hear that?)

Trippy chick...

When we go walking in the woods

Nobody can hear us

And you could be as freaky as you should

I love you at your weirdest

Unleash the animal, hear my mating call

I want you to be fearless

When we go walking in the woods

A natural experience

Go ahead...

Hey baby let's fly away to a private place

So far away we get high and feel that we out of space

She keep looking back at it, we keep grinding like jack rabbits

All she want is this pipe, I turn her into a crack addict

Ain't nothing that a nigga can't afford

Louis, Gucci or Chanel, I'll buy the store

You and me on a new beach, sippin' champagne

Making love on a island resort

No need to pack luggage, hope on the jet like "fuck it"

I got everything you want and you need, I guarantee you'll love it

She the baddest woman you ever seen, she belong with King Magazine

You might seen her on a movie screen, she's so dope now I'm her fiend

Just thinking about her I don't need a buzz

We party hard, we don't need a club

Bring your passport we're making love in Persia on a Persian rug

I got a Rolls-Royce baby that's yours

I got a private jet baby that's yours

I'm balling baby, what's mine is yours

You can have all that and even more

I got a black card, go on a shopping spree

I buy you so much ice, girl you can ski

Your old man tryna lock you down

Come with Juicy J and you'll be free

She got her own, she independent

We at the lake, she skinny dipping

In the hotel we wake the neighbors

They knocking like Jehovah's Witness

Girl we can kick [?] karate

Out on my yaught we go island shopping

Back to my suite, ten grand a night

Just me and you, it's a private party

She's sent from heaven, mayne

She needs wings on her

I might have to put a ring on her

Damn she so bad, damn she so thick

I wonder how she fit jeans on it

For me she unleash her inner animal when we meet

And she a lady off in the streets

But a beast when we're in the sheets