Choosin' Season

Surfer
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I mean, it's choosing season
I want him, him, him
Damn, maybe even him
(Sheesh), mmm, mmm
Like Eenie, mini, miney, mo
White paint on my ten toes
Ice on my neck, you can see the smoke
Dip in my hip, you can see the pose
Give him something, he can feel like an envogue
I'm on fire, stop, drop, and roll
You can see the baby hairs on my temple
If you shoot your shot, you might hit a field goal
Then the next thing you know, you got the Super Bowl
I can tell this nigga got a lot of dough
And this nigga lookin' real fine with the fro
And I can tell that that nigga got a big whoa
I'm like eenie, mini, miney, mo
Here's an invitation to the tryouts
If you ballin', then you might can even buy it out
If you real big pimpin', you can fly it out
It's official if I let you come to my house
Feelin' like a big kid in the candy store
So much eye candy, I don't even wanna go
I don't want one nigga, I just want four
I'm like eenie, mini, miney, mo
Bad bitch, always dressed to kill
Ice on my wrist, but it's on chill
We can get it poppin' like a perc pill
And I'll make a nigga tap out on this night quill
I be watchin' niggas in my pink Chanel frames
Watchin' all the niggas with the big chains
Gotta be a baller like LeBron James
And he gotta be just like me yea my twin flame
I can tell this nigga got a lot of dough
And this nigga lookin' real fine with the fro
And I can tell that that nigga got a big whoa
I'm like eenie, mini, miney, mo
Here's an invitation to the tryouts
If you ballin', then you might can even buy it out
If you real big pimpin', you can fly it out
It's official if I let you come to my house
Feelin' like a big kid in the candy store
So much eye candy, I don't even wanna go
I don't want one nigga, I just want four
I'm like eenie, mini, miney, mo