May I lyrics

Track so phenomenal, I'm bout to spit venom
I'd like to thank phenom

You see I'm something like a player, but mama may I
Get down on my knees and say a prayer
Cuz your body's a blessing yeah I love it, I want it
I need it
And I ain't happy till I get it and hit it, succeeded
You know I'm hungry as a muhfucka, would you feed him?
I'm on a bad bitch diet, you niggas should try it
Higher than a pilot, trying to see how high the sky get
Whoever said the sky is the limit is on some lie shit
Cuz I'm looking down at it, you looking ass backwards
Everything I have is everything that he is lacking
Baby you are so attractive, you the baddest
All I wanna know is can I, may I have it chorus

Mama may I? can I bite off a lil piece, you look edible to me
I'd like to have you with my coffee, sugar, mama
Can I call you billy jean? cuz the girl is not my lover but my love is what she needs (may I, may I)
Show you what you missing? girl I know you're different
You got me thinkin sayin baby may I

Yes, my mama taught me manners, never hit the kitchen table or the fridge without my hands washed
I guess I'm kinda clean, I come without no stess, I'm tryin to guess what's in them jeans
I'm not suggestin they guess but I'm addressin you as best, your beauty is my true religion, prayin on your breast
What a face, such a wiste and a behind, sweet as honey baby let me be up in your bee hive
Know you must be thinkin "girl he crazy, maybe he wild"
But all I wanna do is show you how I put the D down, rebound
Ya nigga dropped the ball and I caught it
Now I'm tryin to lay-up in your body girl I'm ballin
Spendin money on shit you can't buy at the mall and,
If you want it you should roll with a nigga, I'm spalding
Baby I'm ballin, say it again, night's young but she gone with trey at the end, chorus

Mama may I? can I bite off a lil piece, you look edible to me
I'd like to have you with my coffee, sugar, mama
Can I call you billy jean? cuz the girl is not my lover but my love is what she needs (may I, may I)
Show you what you missing? girl I know you're different
You got me thinkin sayin baby may I

They say I'm rappin like wayne, jay and kanye
Where's amber rose? told em I don't know they,
Should mind they fuckin business I know trey does
But I would still hit it, shit nigga kanye shrug
Gotta hit a Gayla but my tux don't fit me
Told my stylist "get a tailor baby do it swiftly"
Puerto rican, roman, and jamaican feelin tipsy
She know I'm doin well, I make a fortune so she tell her friends, gypsy
Pockets on, catch me if you can come and get me
Bitch this is my moment, you can catch me on demand if you missed me from japan back to whif street
Any place I wanna go, what the fuck
Aka for envelope, it's trigga and that's the way your woman licks me
Life is but a dream and somebody come and pinch me
I am such a fiend, this rap shit is so addictin
I aint even gotta say why,
It's over though, may i