Slum beautiful, drivin` I plum crazy
Slum beautiful, soul, but so amazin`

They don`t know, but I do though
Baby my darlin` you make me loose composure
Fragments of a million me
Scattered across the floor to a certain degree
Where, I had to give your mama a call
And thank her for spending time with your daddy
For all its worth, girl what`s your frequency
And can I come there frequently?

Slum beautiful, drivin` I plum crazy
Slum beautiful, soul, but so amazin`

What I like to do most is spit this game like sports announcers
And will pity pat them hoez down like a gentlemen club bouncer
Ounce of killa dilla, be makin` my game more flagrant
And once I done had some cuervo `bout six shots I`m nothin to play wit
Like plug sockets and babies, possums, raccoons, and rabies
Maybe lady luscious oba kaybee so they say thee
An old school playa pimp type ass ni**a like tony Mercedes
And will work every last muscle off in your body like Billy Blanky

Hanky panky, where did you get your gold grill `cause it`s bangin`
And I like then red hot fila straight from Walters off the chain
F**k them bouige bitches they don`t know nothin `bout you
`Cause you push a big black buick, so fresh, so clean on them trues
Slum beautiful you`s the would to me, shawty I dig ya
And I`m lovin` the way them Jordache got a bear hug on your figure
You my ni**a, ni**a

Slum beautiful, drivin` I plum crazy
Slum beautiful, soul, but so amazin`

Look at you, unbelievably, brilliant beautiful you
You`re lookin` deliciously divine darlin` you really and truly do
The very thought of has got me runnin` at the speed of love
Explorin` everythin` about you from the ground to the God above
Suddenly I started dreamin`, travelin` in time so fast
I could almost taste outer space

I saw the face of God and looked like you and me too
Hello, I`m the man that God made you for
Profound don`t you think?, Okay let`s put this poetry in motion
I`m shining simply because mother earth I`m your son
Our entire circ**ference engulfed in emotion
Forever gonna be so fun

Slum beautiful, drivin` I plum crazy
Slum beautiful, soul, but so amazin`

I don`t know but, it seem like uh
Your daddy must have gave you
A teaspoon of honey every night before you went to bed
Or was it a pack of now laters
`Cause you`re the sweetest thing on my head and
I`d like to say that I`d love to make
Love to every molecule of you and if you want to
Spontaneously combust that`s what we`ll do in unison