Verse 1 -

I want a phat booty to wrap my hands ‘round

I just wanna tell a bitch to pull her pants down

Just so I can see her prance ‘round

If you’re a freaky deaky lady, go and do a little dance now

What I’ve got you’ve got to get it, put it in you

One thing that you must know is “before we continue

The less you know the better”, we were made to go together

But don’t ask me what it is I’ve been through

Once we’re all said and done, I’ll be man of the match

Makin’ sure everyday to have my hand on a vaj

Ego-trippin’ like a man with a badge, and a gun

Or a man with a mansion and funds

With ganj in my lungs, hand me them damn sugar buns

And let’s jam, that was a stanza with puns

It jams when it cums, it rams into bums

Can even turn some tramps into mums...

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I'm tryin’ to tell you, girl, I just want you in my world

I can’t see myself with no one else, I just

Hope you feel the same way too, yo

I'm tryin’ to tell you, girl, I just want you in my world

I can’t live without you, I just want you, girl

Be with me and I’ll be with you

(Verse 2)

This is all just pent-up sexual frustration

Come and meet me at the bus station

So we can hook-up, look up my name up on Google

What you’ll find is a bunch of pics of my doodle

We can go somewhere and share a noodle

Or go to this one place I know that sells strudel

As long as we’re back at your friend’s home

And makin’ out just in time before the friend’s zone

Is where I’m put, I like hair on moot

Well, I don't, but if that's what you're rockin’

I don't care i would still get a wood

Can't you see that I’ll treat you better than any man ever could

Just give me one little tittie-suck

And I swear I won't ask you again for a pity-fuck

I'm in the city stuck in bad traffic

I’ll call back, it's causin’ mad havoc

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(Verse 3)

Ayo I’m back, baby, no need to act crazy

Give me a chance, we’ll dance, cut me some slack, lady

I got your back baby, like baby-back ribs

I’ll hit it from the back, while doin’ backflips

I love your fat lips, covered in chapsticks

While takin’ mad sips, or kickin’ some adlibs

I love the way they move, come and give it a kiss

My words are either a hit or a miss, tell me which is it

I’ll give you ‘til the end of the verse

And if you say ‘miss’ you’ll have to send for a hearse

Wait, I'm sorry that’s just my ugly side talkin’

Forget all that, I'm like this puppy I'm walkin’

Sweet and innocent, hope to be skeetin’ into some

Twat before you find out that I'm not, what?

I'm just kiddin’, once bitten, twice shy

We’ll play us a game of I-Spy

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