Look baby just sip on this liquor
I promise it's gon fix ya
You came to ya senses I'm a make you cum quicker
I know where ta kiss ya
Yea I know them spots them other Niggaz fantasize about
I know you feening I'm comprehending the meaning
When I get to ya crib we gon battle them demons
We gon spar we gon clash
You think I'm going to fast I gotta slow this shit down
I gotta make this shit last
I see you back in ya bag you never carry a purse
You never wearing a bra
You always look like dessert
You steady hollering bout rights
You always preaching bout worth
And when we get to ya bed we gon make this shit work
See I'm a kiss on ya thighs while you scratch on my back
And I'm a kiss on ya lips I wanna see you react
I'm pulling up like I'm curry baby going for 30 I wanna hear you scream my name
I'm gonna talk to you dirty
Ok yeah
For play mix patron with the OJ
Beat it like Jose
Never skipping fore play
Biting on ya lips while I caress ya second set
You need another pair of panties cause I made you make a mess
Wall to wall flesh to flesh
Yo skin all on my skin
It feels so right but its so wrong its a seven deadly sin
But we stimulate
And we spark up and then debate
Get to kissing then I eat you
Like a f*cking second plate
Shit I'm feeling on yo curves
I'm driving ya body
I'm trying hard not to swerve
Yo ex steady calling
Damn that nigga got some nerve
Forward his call
And I'm gon get back in the walls
Ball till I fall
Got you calling out of work
You say need another round
Baby you gon get this work
Neighbors watching they can lurk
I'm a beat it make you squirt
Rest in peace to the pussy I'm a put it on a shirt