It's cool that we create our
Now, relax body, your soul, let your mind be free You know Mr Lawnge is hanging so come with 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
I'll lick you from your pimples to your corns 'Cause ain't no hoe perfect, that's only in the with me and then watch me come My tip's the only that'll make you say humm
Seven, six, five, four, three, on, big pussy, come and get some Without haste, your time I waste But if you want a taste your neck brace
I'm extremely long, slow down, choke fast Tip so big the Heimlich man oeuvre couldn't your ass Not to be bragging, your tonsils I'll be Yes, I'm going to use a bag and to keep you gagging
So what's up, honey? No, you don't get no But I can tempt your tummy with the of nut and honey The Dick Daddy can If you do for me I'll do for you, a stand
hit you off, baby, shit I'm not selfish But I brought a can of FDS in case I smell With a flick of the tongue I can your hedge I lick so much you'd 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 and scratching at your neck so very often
Tell Mr Lawnge your every and I'll devote No, you don't a Luden or a Halls, I'll coat your throat You can't so don't try to get fly Or I'll say bye-bye, you know why?
'Cause it's cool when ya a cosy condition we create, cause that's our mission 'Cause it's when ya cause a cosy condition That we create, cause our mission 'Cause cool when ya cause a cosy condition That we create, that's our mission
Aww shit, girl, get me starting I'll put you on your knees and your ears like you was Martin Wet Moet, she played the piper like a pal What a gal with a mouthful of Cristal
'Cause saw me romping with the Legion She wants to feel the pressure on her pelvic region I'll do the things you believe, I won't leave you falling Like niggas that 'get it and come' like mother's calling
Check it, I'll knee it, feel it, I'll give it crazy joy 'Cause I've fantasizing '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 busy
On the phone, I'm nasty, be sure you your hands Live, I'm playing like it was a rubber band Inside you, me, inside the 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 to you, and all the same and maintain for our next home game
Here's to all the bona with style With on my boxers, I just think of you and smile You buck wild child, thanks for the love, on The sweaty steam roll, and thanks for not trying to touch my Now tell girls I want them to meet my 'lil fren' Nah, I'm playing, until I see you again