Go giiirrll, it's yo birthday, don't be surprise, surpriiissee!
Mirrors in the headboard, even got a lokale sex schandaal camcorder.You know what it is, trey Songz, And your present is a gift.From the bed down to the floor.August 4th is when I'm Comin with my shit.Chill room, summer like a strangle.Hit a switch on a fake nigga, like a station.Hit it in the sun up in the shade.No, I'm pulling up for the sex invitation.
First Date Sex (You want) First Date Sex (I want) That don't make you a groupie to do me Girl, we both know we grown First Date Sex (You grown) First Date Sex (I'm grown) This for my niggas, Sip ya liquor Roll a swisher.Girl you gon' cry Tears from your eyes No cards or candy, Hand me them panties Girl, I'm your gift tonight Girl you gon' cry Tears from your eyes Dont wanna disrespect ya, Know I just met ya But we both know we want.Baby lets hop up in the shower, baby let me snatch up off that towel, let me get a vowel.You could stare all in the mirror take a peek at how good you lookin imma have yo body smokin take a look at what luda's cookin my arm underneath yo leg legs all behind ya head is how i gots ta getcha!Betta call your boss tell 'em that your daddy's home.Pussy got a nigga whipped, Django.Tell me what it is i gotcha babe!
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(my sex) come into this room, you know what imma.