Borrow It
[Verse 1: D Liva]
I walked in the club, half past nine
It was packed with more minorities than Costco lines
So I, found me a dime, hit her with a lime
Cherry and a cola, mixed with some vodka and some Sprite
Now I usually find
That right around this time
That one, no maybe two thoughts cross my mind
The first, shorty you fine, especially from behind
You sitting on something golden, and I’m dying to mine
The second’s a little delicate
Since your man’s pathetic pudendum’s leaving you celibate
Puny so it’s irrelevant. But!
I’m here to settle it
Call me Mr. Rent-a-Dick
Because girl, I just got one question

[Hook: D Liva]
Can I borrow it? (x4)

[Verse 2, Rap 1: D Liva]
Can I, may I bend the rules of grammar a little?
Can I undo what you’ve done?
[Verse 2, Sing: D Liva]
If only for a moment?
Yeah, only for a moment
Take that ring off and come home with me
Because by the look in your eyes, you don’t know what it means
But you’re beholden
Waiting for this moment
Strictly D, so keep your chemistry
Because when I hit my peak, then I peace
First thing in the morning
Consider this your warning
But for now repose as I take control
Because when a dog gets hold of that bone
Nothing can control him
Nothing but the moment

[Verse 2, Rap 1: D Liva]
This ain’t no fucking love song, I hate that shit
And if in hell I’m’a fry, then I’m’a bake that bitch
If when I fail, then I die, I still take that risk
I put it all on the line on this Vegas trip
I’m here to make my case to the Black gods
And ask them for a place at the table of Jackpot
And tell them that I studied the era of crack rocks
And that I’ll be bigger than Jigga, Biggie, and Pac
And show them that I’m working on something that won’t flop
It started in my kitchen, I’m calling it Black Pop
It’s deeper than the bass that was bumping on stove tops
One hit, you addicted and itching like you can’t stop (Eh ehhh, eh ehhh)
Invest in the vision and buy stock
Overlook the fact that I ain’t grow up on no block
Because after I spread it around this rock from Guam to Japan
I’m bringing it back, right on clock. So can I?
[Hook: D Liva]
Can I borrow it (x8)

[Verse 3, Rap: D Liva]
I never ask permission
Only for forgiveness if it’s dimly lit
And Liva is ambivalent to if this game I spit
Is to a wack-ass six, or a bad ass bitch
Pardon my French
But baby je te regarde, t’es belle je voix
Mais tes seins sont, eh, bon, plus ou moins
Mais ton cul est trop plat, putain !
¡Qué lástima! How bout we mash it up?

[Verse 3, Sing: D Liva]
I want your face, with your friend’s ass, with your mama’s titties
Hey, at least I’m honest
What you want from me?
I want your face, with your friend’s ass, with your mama’s titties
But that -- that you come with
That’s something I need
Please, can I borrow it?

[Hook: D Liva]
Can I borrow it? (x8)
[Outro: D Liva] (x2)
One night, one night, I’m only keeping it for one night
On time, on time, I promise to give it back on time