Your hands on my hips pull me right back to you, I
Catch that thrust give it right back to you, you’re
in so deep I’m breathing for you,you
Grab my braids arch my back high for you, your
Diesel engine,I’m squirting mad oil ah
Down on the floor til my speaker starts to boil
I flip s**t
And I’m twisted
In your hands
and your lips
and your tongue tricks
and you’re so thick and you’re so thick
and you’re so….
Crown Royal on ice
I was so young when I first heard this. I wasn’t ready. but Jill MADE me ready!
Being a black man and well spoken is a weapon