It's that we create our mission
Now, relax your body, your soul, let your mind be You know Mr Lawnge is hanging so come swing me Honey, I'll take you for a ride or yet ride you I to be inside you, so peep the shit that I do
First I'll lick you from your pimples to corns 'Cause no hoe perfect, that's only in the porns Come with me and watch me come My tip's the only thing that'll you say humm
Seven, six, five, four, three, Come on, big pussy, and get some Without haste, your time I won't But if you want a taste your neck brace
I'm long, slow down, you'll choke fast Tip so big the Heimlich man oeuvre couldn't your ass Not to be bragging, your I'll be tagging Yes, I'm going to use a bag and to keep you gagging
So what's up, honey? No, you get no money But I can tempt your with the taste of nut and honey The Sugar Dick can If you do for me I'll do for you, a stand
I'll hit you off, baby, shit I'm not But I a can of FDS in case I smell fish With a of the tongue I can trim your hedge I lick so much clit think my name was Big Reg
Of course, take you out and wine and dine you first But, hold up, no drinks, I want to quench thirst Now why you blushing, baby, I see you Itching and scratching at your neck so often
Tell Mr Lawnge every need and I'll devote No, you don't need a Luden or a Halls, I'll your throat You can't so don't try to get fly Or I'll just say bye-bye, you know
'Cause it's cool when ya a cosy condition we create, cause that's our mission 'Cause it's cool ya cause a cosy condition That we create, that's our mission 'Cause it's when ya cause a cosy condition we create, cause that's our mission
Aww shit, girl, don't get me I'll put you on your knees and grab your ears you was Martin Wet from Moet, she played the like a pal What a gal with a mouthful of Cristal
honey saw me romping with the Legion She wants to feel the pressure on her lower region do the things you wouldn't believe, I won't leave you falling Like niggas that 'get it and come' like their calling
Check it, I'll knee it, feel it, I'll give it crazy joy 'Cause I've been 'bout you since Ola Ray was in Playboy No shit, I'm and I want to get physical And leave you making noises like the sound of a call
On the phone, I'm nasty, be sure you wash hands Live, I'm playing condoms like it was a band you, me, inside the plastic You'll like it when I finish and your is acting spastic
down, babes, I'll get a towel for a clean scene And your uniform, honey, you made the Hip hip hooray to you, and all the Exercise and maintain for our next game
Here's to all the bona with style lipstick on my boxers, I just think of you and smile You buck child, thanks for the love, it's on The sweaty steam roll, and thanks for not trying to touch my Now tell your girls I want them to meet my 'lil Nah, I'm playing, kiss I see you again