Miss Butter pecan caramel southern bell She hotter than a summer day in hell I'm under her spell, she say her name is Chantel She say she got a man, I can't tell Because when we be rockin' we get it poppin like a Amstel, like Right up in the hotel, maybe the stairwell She blows kisses to my handheld She an angel her name should be An-gel ' I'm Blessesd ' I kill her wit the rich man smell She got a wet manhole and ya mans fell whoa I slipped and I ankwell I saw jelly fishes seashells, no further details I love the smell of a female And you're one hell of a female I'm tellin' ya female Get in the CL and let it be sweet sailin' and late night e-mailin' Ooh she feel me, Ooh Fee Fee I think she feels me Okay, I called her on a late night it was late right I was on her ass like some brakelights But I ain't stop for the redlights We get it poppin' til the blue and red lights come knockin' Neighbors keep trippin, we keep fuckin Sex revolution, baby I'm comin down the hallway that lead to your stomach,mami I'ma keep pumpin till you scream Young Money and me and you're boyfriend is not the same I goes down like the stock exchange, and the I bring it up 'Scuse me, I drink it up, I leave you soakin' wet from ya ankle up Shucks, I'm too much, Fee I'm too much