messing up the sheet
only time I'm change in a fountain I got your girl on this mountain and the only change she's counting is her orgasms mounting you'll need accounting to tally the bounty from all the bouncing and announcing that I remain king of the one thing that I bring that makes her sing bling glow shine a diamond ring in the rough she needs the polishing that rubbin stuff until its enough and it makes her blush not too tough but plush shes flushed its never enough I'm rushed shes hushed the neighbors cuss but we can't stop ‐------- blown the top won't stop --------- boddies drop till we make the music stop until we break the clock over this cock it's over clocked speedy and for the needy I'm greedy with girlies on their kneedies talking pleady for your boys seedy you know me homie invading your home-he after your honey her buiscut waits like your girls waist around mine we grind all the time like mimes with minds that owe fines but blind to find they owe mines in a bind like fruit they owe rind protection from collections of her reflections recollections of our obsessions sanitized confession purifyin a blessin but a mess n - up we clean up and until we meet up again we skeet up keep the sheets up tighten the fleece up and hold the streets down and just clown till you're around and I heat your brown skin down like a killer clown with an inverse frown at least for now and until you're my next noun just stay down you sexy mother fucka
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only time I'm change in a fountain I got your girl on this mountain and the only change she's counting is her orgasms mounting you'll need accounting to tally the bounty from all the bouncing and announcing that I remain king of the one thing that I bring that makes her sing bling glow shine a diamond ring in the rough she needs the polishing that rubbin stuff until its enough and it makes her blush not too tough but plush shes flushed its never enough I'm rushed shes hushed the neighbors cuss but we can't stop ‐------- blown the top won't stop --------- boddies drop till we make the music stop until we break the clock over this cock it's over clocked speedy and for the needy I'm greedy with girlies on their kneedies talking pleady for your boys seedy you know me homie invading your home-he after your honey her buiscut waits like your girls waist around mine we grind all the time like mimes with minds that owe fines but blind to find they owe mines in a bind like fruit they owe rind protection from collections of her reflections recollections of our obsessions sanitized confession purifyin a blessin but a mess n - up we clean up and until we meet up again we skeet up keep the sheets up tighten the fleece up and hold the streets down and just clown till you're around and I heat your brown skin down like a killer clown with an inverse frown at least for now and until you're my next noun just stay down you sexy mother fucka
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