Damn, papa, you a rare breed, no comparing And it's motherfuckin' scary Tryna keep him 'cause I found him Let a ho know I ain't motherfuckin' sharing I could take you to the parents, then to Paris Plan a motherfuckin' wedding You the type I wanna marry (yeah) and keep you merry I'll put the ring on when you ready We play our fantasies out in real life ways and No Final Fantasy, can we end these games, though? You give me energy, make me feel lightweight (whoo) Like the birds of a feather, baby (