| Girl I smell that pussy across the room
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| There’s no disrespect, they could make that shit perfume
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| Oh good God, I’m nasty
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| Don’t look around girl, I’m lookin' at you
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| What’s good? |
| I’m Dave
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| What’s your name? |
| Where you from? |
| Who you with?
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| What’s your policy on birth control? |
| When were you last tested? |
| Girl I gotta
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| know
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| If you gon' let me hit it raw, you gotta go
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| That would be crazy irresponsible
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| You know I only get with a bitch I mentally respect
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| We ain’t even gotta fuck unless you and me connect
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| Minimally I’d like to ejaculate somehow though
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| Girl, I don’t think I’m being unreasonable unless you that naive,
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| that you thought this was a friend thing
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| I hope you not a freak, subtle moaning’s cool
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| Your body’s soaking wet
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| My bad, I know I sweat (profusely)
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| Also, I won’t fuck from the side girl, I’d lose like half my dick
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| Are you good about the pill?
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| 'Cause even if it’s foreplay, I should know that shit’s for real,
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| girl I got hella pre-cum
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| Also, I’m wondering bout the way that you cum
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| Like is it external stimulation or penetration-based? |
| Fuck it
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| You know I enjoy that way
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| But you know damn well, I just want my bae
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| They gon' say I fell, I got blown away
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| I’m a hopeless romantic, girl I’m being dramatic but it’s just the truth
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| Wait hold up, I should slow down
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| Don’t even know you enough to go down
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| But if you want it we should go now
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| And we gon' find out if it’s great or it’s strange
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| Oh girl, I could give you 4 to 8 minutes
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| Won’t force the issue
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| Bitch it’s too crowded
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| So girl if you 'bout it, just give me that signal
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| But make it a loud one, I’m awful at this, hoe on the low, you finecut the shit
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| Girl what you tryin' to do?
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| I got candles, Nonpareils, and three condoms in my room
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| The Nonpareils might be old as shit
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| Like they’ve been in there for a while
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| But fact of the matter is I don’t want this to be no blip
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| I prefer to fall in love I swear I’m on some crazy shit. |
| (crazy shit)
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| Like honestly, I need someone to save the kid. |
| (save the kid)
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| It could be you but first
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| You gotta let me freak, just lemme freak, just lemme freak, god damn
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| Girl, what’s wrong with you?
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| I need to freak
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| I need to freak
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| I need to freak
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| Like please let me freak
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| Like please let me freak
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| Please let me freak right now
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| Please lemme freak, lemme freak right now
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| Girl we could get married
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| Like we could be fuckin'
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| A daughter named Bailey
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| Let Bailey Burd Snuggle
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| We gon' eat so many goddamn meals
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| What’s your name?
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| Girl, you better keep them dirty paws off my chicken lo mein
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| We’ll talk the boundaries out together is all I’m sayin'
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| And for the record girl I’ll eat that pussy later
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| Like when I know you a little bit better
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| But for now it’s just too intimate
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| Like it’s too much
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| You don’t even have to give me head either
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| Like I’m totally onboard with a hand job
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| Especially if there’s like lube or some shit around
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| In a weird way, I actually prefer it to head
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| There’s no guilt
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| No guilt at all
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| In fact, it feels just as good to me too if not better
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| I think it’s a dick sensitivity issue
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| At the same time, there’s no way you should complain about such a thing |