ur fine as wine I wanna make ya mine I'm really trying u say I'm lieing if I'm lieing then I'm flying to tough to be dieing in my feelings about to be crying bank card chime I'm on the perfect timing to the bed I walk to give me head it's gonna cost u bend it over where ya at I lost u pussy wet like it's suppose to u love me more when I get done fucking u cause u never know how deep this dick be digging through so drippy I'm tripping acid seeing diffrent colors to so over pussy controlling my lovers mood I'm no ride I'm telling u boo I'm a one of a kind making boss moves stay true not a goose blue's clues choose boose Cruz tools Bruze ya struggles loose