Mood E

Yeah. Hey T-Top, you know me a know you Have nothing bad. Me just want you personal, I guess. Me want suck your load and just want be Your girl. You a bad girl, you like. You know you going to pop it then. Me make she feel good. Yeah. 'Cause 39 good. Start. Me get her inna the mood. Everything smooth. Believe. Me make she suck good. Make she near me like food. Right. Me put it in her room. Right. She nearly dead inna room. Want be your girl. She love to squint it like yesterday. Me think it tear up the linen. The place fuck up when time we finish. Me love the winnings. Me never broke inna one Minute. She no want no lyrics. She prefer bounce pon the rhythm. She love me wicked. But at the back I Make she visit. Come back like a Frisbee. Every six o'clock she link me. Give me brain inna the Beamer and the glass Done even tinted. Swallow everything. You gonna drop on the givenchy. The way you lie. The way you feel. You see the bricks then you know it real. You say you're bad. Take your lead. Whine and bounce and don't cut Your spleen. You flex right. Double D. You got doubts. Me say believe. Take a sip before you leave. Mm. Me make she feel good. 'Cause 39 good. Me get her inna the mood. Everything smooth. Me make she suck good. Make she near me like food. Me put it in her room. She nearly dead inna your room. She lost the feelings. You left that careless. Want make you feel. Me nah take that. Find her friend, her finger fuck. Forget that. None of me ex, me nah meds Back. From me touch cologne, she get extra. She hoop on the dunce. Now she can't skip On extra. Pull up at the stoplight. Her appetite set to put the whole of me In her neck back. The way you lie. The way you feel. Me fully dunce and no real. Me nah lie, but me plead. No tricks up me sleeve. You flex right. Double D. You got doubts. Me say believe. You take a sip before you leave. You're bad girl, you like. Mm. Me make she feel good. 'Cause 39 39 good. Me get her inna the mood. Everything smooth. Me make she suck good. Make she near me like food. Me put it in her room. She nearly dead inna your room. She love to squint it like yesterday. Me think it tear up the linen. The place fuck up when time we finish. Me love the winnings. Me never broke inna one Minute. She no want no lyrics. She prefer bounce pon the rhythm. She love me wicked. But at the back I Make she visit. Come back like a Frisbee. Every six o'clock she link me. Give me brain inna the Beamer and the glass Done even tinted. Swallow everything. You gonna drop on the givenchy. The way you lie. The way you feel. You see the bricks then you know it real. You say you're bad. Take your lead. Whine and bounce and don't cut Your spleen. You flex right. Double D. You got doubts. Me say believe. Take a sip before you leave. Mm. Me make she feel good. Yeah. 'Cause 39 good. Yeah. Me get her inna the mood. Everything smooth. Me make she suck good. Make she near me like food. Me put it in her room. She nearly dead inna your room. You know you going to pop it then.