| Macking like Ray Liotta kissing on her Areola Vera Wane odor
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| Serenading her fallopian take a step back the way you built
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| My god you can shoot me with anesthetics I would still get hard
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| No holds barred ain’t no location that’s too sacred let’s do it
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| In a pyramid Cleo let’s get naked middle of the flight bathroom
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| Rendez-vous keep it down man if they catch us I’m a be on the news
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| Can’t even be around you you gonna get me locked up
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| Get my rocks off with my socks on you got me stuck
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| Porn style you a star never waste a drop
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| Feeling like the bed about to shatter when your waste drop
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| Stop praying ma sexy face painting like a Geisha
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| Your body went into convulsions like you entered labor
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| You’re a freak by nature top of that a freak of nature
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| We can go deep and later sip tea with Echinacea
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| We the perfect match sexual acrobats on yoga mats
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| Held ya in the pose of a cobra while I was stroking that
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| Orgasm orchestra loving you mocha tone love
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| My wood posted up in your vagina like what’s up
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| On a balcony without a care let’s let em watch
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| Propped you on a chair slowly in and out of your twat
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| Got me bugging thoughts of making babies enter my head
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| That’s the sex talking think I gotta censor myself
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| Shit… you got me going too far baby |