Lyrics Position - Speak

Position

Beard face lova
I could be a gucci tickla
Take your limbs and twist them up like licorice and twizzillas
Candy girl, candy rain, and a candy range
Pussy on the dashboard, so I knock it out the frame
Oh wow
Hit me with that snow plow
Low blow, pro hoe
Make the kitty go growl (meow)
Go and grab your towel, you can wipe it off your chest
And hit the lotus pose, till you cum and make another mess
, you wrapped around my waist
And you swallowed all my
I can you like the taste, huh?
I keep you warm while we fuck along to YouPorn
What that head do?,
My Chinese fling, in that Chinese swing
I keep my pervette wet and so we try these things, right?
Lick the crotch, tell your mother she could watch
A G like me is down to keep a finger in your twat spot
Baby you a slip’n’slide
Bite the lip and glide, I’ma eat you up at dinner time
I’ll pull your hair, then you’ll pull mine
And I’ll choke your neck, till you go blind
And blackout
You awake?
wake up.
baby, bae, bae, babe, wake up.
wake up.
wake up