Lyrics Gusha - Denzel Himself

Yea yo, yea, yo

Girl you look like a Cinnabun, so sweet
From ya eyes to ya feet, blind to defeat
I'm surprised when you leave, gimme that
Himmy man, flip like Dilla man
Anywhere I go girls see the man
Vibin', watch how I'm stylin, ayo
I push like i'm violent, I fuck like i'm claspin' for air
Garden or chair, headrock when I'm passin you there

I jeet yats, I squeek backs, I leave cracks
On each fang ah bleed, ah ____
Ah need that, girl you're like the top of the month
You make a nigga wanna drop it and hump, forreal
5'9 lips wet plus ya features are bomb too, we're in the wrong room
I'm tryna stick and caress you, address you
Call you Sargeant or Dame, like foreally give you part of my name
Start back, then we start it up
XL spittin, who ain't hard enough?
Got that, breaststroke that Teedra was talkin
Have you ____ when ______
It's true but gross, I'm the type to _____
I put the ____, I'll put the ___ in ya throat, it's nasty

Summer days, summer days

Baby wontchu picture me coastin', i'm open
Finna put this ____ in ya ocean, it's so slick
So yucky!
Himmy mane cane like can of Pep-si
Either beige, or it's navy like a Baphomet jeans
Tryna get creams, 'Rangatang
Best saddle, tryna paddle wet dreams
If it's a boat, or a Yacht, I'ma grab the best seat
Keep the Captain comin' like a Bangladesh beat
You're single? You're married? Your daughters abode?
No stress, do it so ya granddaughters don't know
Close the door, jaw to the couch, from the couch to the floor
Am the coach but we ain't talkin no-mo'
Whatever you want, whatever you need, I got it
Karma sutric or ____ like a Rocket
Himmy Armstrong, carry you, down to the carpet, with one arm
The other hand'll rip your arms off

Summer days, summer days