[Lyric] Diced Pineapples (M.Wade)

[Verse 1]
Yea, I tell her that I got her
Head over heels but I'm always right beside her
I could never live without her
I want her as my Misses
Tryna do it all but I know you got some limits
And you know I hate to rush you
But tell me when your finished
Cause I'm tryna put it on you, you know I got my wishes
Dreams coming to fruition
New king for the city
You and my niggas with me put them keys into ignition
Girl I need you to forgive me, this shit was never easy
Tryna tell you how I feel but I'm always way to busy
Yea, let me in between those thighs I'm eyeing it
You made your bed baby let me come and lie in it
Yea, got you living like there's no tomorrow
Just stay up late, I'll be sure to call
And baby, I'm just tryna show you off
And I can show you all this love without a bit of sex involved
[Hook: Drake]
Call me crazy -- shit, at least you’re calling
Feels better when you let it out don't it girl
Know its easy to get caught up in the moment
When you say it cause you mad then you take it all back
Then we fuck all night til things get right
Then we fuck all night til things get right

[Verse 2]
Pop your cherry have it looking like an X-Box
I'm the man baby, and your ex not
Bad bitches got it looking like the rest stop
But I only notice you though, you the best stop
To go to, make moves that you supposed to
Golden Girl mentality, wish TVs woulda showed you
We making up love and girl I love your vocals
Flow down your mainstream I don't listen for locals
And it's, a litte crazy we made it without a baby
So cool like the 80s, burning bridges so shady
And you still remain a lady, so beautiful in and out
I fell in love because you made me
And I love it, cause she nothing like the rest
And she loyal as fuck, she claim the same set
She gonna work me out cause she twerk the best
It's ironic we ran fore plays before sex
[Hook: Drake]

[Verse 3]
That pussy wetter than a swimming team
Roll with me and I can show you what a winner mean
It's all a dream, and things ain't as they seem
Choosing the wrong players when you draft in your fantasy league
Ha, but its a different round
And no one else is around
We gone do this quietly
You don't have to make a sound
Spread you like an epidemic that takes the whole city down
Yea, how'd you like that metaphoric bliss
First date, I can't wait to get ahold of them lips
Slow dancing, can't wait to get ahold of them hips
Yea, then I show her another whip
Headed to the condo, think we bout to watch a flick
Yea, said she wanna do more
Looked me in the eyes and saw I had more in store
She test my dick game
And told me I got a perfect score

[Hook: Drake]