Hoo-ahh
Uhh
Uhh, uhh, uhh, ohh-ooo-aye
Mike WiLL Made-It
Ear Drummers
Cut the chase, I wanna nut in this place 
And I know she liked a nigga taste, I can see it in her face 
Now dont make me a cute little Christian, I dont feel like Ma$e 
Right fore a nigga step inside the house, got my messages erased 
I aint tryna roll no dice, I just wanna make it right 
When I fuck her, Imma turn her, turn her over, turn her, Turner like Ike 
Im on the burner, on the burner, still concern her, shit ain’t straight like a perm, bruh 
Or... or nothing
Mortified, I need a Pope, need a coroner
Or... or something
Better yet, watch her pass the fire
Pacifier, pacifier 
Nigga need a pacifier, pacifier
Shake your rumidi bum bum
Bleed the block, bleed the rock
Bleed the bumbaclot rock 
Bleed the cops, bleed it
Bleed it, bleed it, bleed it, bleed 
Bad lil bitch with some bad lil tits, need to put a lil hip in it 
Damn, climbin up the pole because she put a lil split in it 
If I whip the dope up, Imma put a lil whip in it 
When I whip the dope, Im lookin to break my wrist, the way Im spinnin it 
Got a bad lil date, swear to God, I got a bad lil date 
Young Thugger Scrappy!? Okay! 
Bought the little bitch a black mink like George of the Jungle, shes a ape! 
And I dont care none what they say, I eat that dinner plate 
Nigga hotter than the summer, still catch a player in the street 
Imma catch your momma, then I might just fuck your momma, all because I made jam of the week 
MTV young livin, stop that like they stop my digits, for some odd reason I never end up weak 
I sell Miley Cyrus, aint no meeting Miley Cyrus, you get Miley Cyrus, cant eat none for weeks
So pass me a molly, no, pass the fire
Pacifier, pacifier 
Nigga need a pacifier, pacifier 
Shake your rumidi bum bum 
Bleed the block, bleed the rock
Bleed the bumbaclot rock 
Bleed the cops, bleed it
Bleed it, bleed it, bleed it, bleed 
How the hell they got me lean 
Nigga livin life so fabulous across seas 
I dont ball for decoration, bitch, Im tryna eat 
Niggas sit inside the trenches, all my couches bleed 
All the niggas diamonds going dumb like Im Arnold Schwarzenegger 
Nah it aint Drake, but my community gated 
Niggas fallin off cause they communities hated 
But the community wouldnt be hatin if they were atin 
Oops I mean eatin 
My niggas eat for no reason, they feast for no reason 
I do not got on no mink but Im beastin 
I swear to God, bitch, Im beastin 
And Imma pull up in the 9-11 
Then Im pullin back up in the Drophead 
Make her drop pants 
Make the bitch drop dead 
When it come to this shit, Im a Pro, no Ked 
Drinkin on this Easter pink, I feel like an egg 
Attracted to these drugs, I feel like a fuckin fed 
And I know you aint bout that 
But Im bout that 
Where the fuck the Sprite at?
Its a baby bottle, not a pacifier
Pacifier, pacifier
Nigga need a pacifier, pacifier
Shake your rumidi bum bum
Bleed the block, bleed the rock
Bleed the bumbaclot rock 
Bleed the cops, bleed it
Bleed it, bleed it, bleed it, bleed 
The streets aint ready, yeah 
All your bitches want a piece of me 
I swear to God these hoes want a piece of mink 
Ooo, nigga wanna think he want piece of me
No, you dont want a piece
You not ready, you need you a pacifier, nigga
Hey, you need a pacifier
Pacifier, pacifier
Nigga need a pacifier, pacifie-ier
You gon need a pacifier
Pacifier, paci... fi... i... ie-i... ie-i...