Let me testify every guy's a little petrified/
About the same pussy every night for the rest of life/
You got these broads showing breast and thighs on social network sites/
Looking extra fly got brothers willing to tell a lie and jeopardize the present wife just to spread the thighs/
Mesmerized trying to stay faithful but can't even spell it right/
When the chicks we used to fantasize about in class is grown/
Taking pic's in a sassy pose tits and ass exposed/
Remember Bonita with the fat ass and the slim tummy/
She only used to fuck with the cats who would get money/
She hit me up talking about i look good in my mid twenties/
LOLing like shit's funny asking when she gone hear from me/
They say back in the day her head game was super vicious/
She saying we should catch up but we never used to kick it/
That's how you get caught up in the catch 22/
Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do/

Chorus.

Yea we go on and on and on, on and on on and on/
Said we go on and on and on, on and on on and on/
Every night and every day/
Temptation's all up in my face/
Yea we go on and on and on, on and on on and on/

Verse 2.

Let me testify every guy's a little petrified/
Of the same pussy every night for the rest of life/
You got these broads showing breast and thigh acting extra nice/
I get off stage and exit right she's in a dress that's extra tight/(daaaamn)
I peeped her in the crowd as I recite my verse/
Trying to flirt looking at me like she's about to die of thirst/
I said I got a girl she said that don't trouble me much/
It will be just between us, I peeped the double D cup/
She got her pants hiked up so her ass would show/
Manicure match the toes, dressed to smash happy homes/
I'm trying to convince myself to leave the ass alone/
But the front of my pants looking like a traffic cone/
She said she like the dope rhymes and the beat breaks/
And she heard me on the Cadillac freeze tape/
Now I don't front like I'm some famous rapper dude/
But sometimes fans with big ass and boobs, want to show me gratitude/
I said pause... I gotta roll and get to my wife/
She pulled down her bra... and said put this in your rhyme/
But freaks like you are a catch 22/
Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do/

Chorus:

Yea we go on and on and on, on and on on and on/
Said we go on and on and on, on and on on and on/
Every night and every day/
Temptation's all up in my face/
Yea we go on and on and on, on and on on and on/