Kisses and hugz, I love it.
Fase 2 Fase I'm in your fase,
anticipating my chance to get me a taste.
Panties trimmed wit lase, and see through lingerie',
or edible things wit strings,
leading to thongs-
back and forth like a lop-sided game of ping-pong.
Just lie on your back,
and let me kiss that kat-
or you can stand up, bend over,
I dont really give a phuk-
just let me kiss that kat.
I wanna hear her purr,
as I aim to make your insides stir.
I want you to churn,
to let me feel that body squirm-
as my tongue does its famous dance on your pearl.
Give you a glimpse of nirvana,
as I barely use my teeth,
to make you feel like a little girl.
I'll suck then blow and then play wit yo hole.
Unable to measure tha amount of pure pleasure, and
eyes rolled to tha back of your head,
wit yo hands on tha back of mine,
grippin tha shyt out my dreads-
you scream go faster,
and I will, oh I will.
BUT, tha anticipation is 50% of tha thrill,
and you still dont know how you sposed ta feel,
so you utter a squeal
as this face'll put yo ass ta bed,
but not to sleep, cuz before tha sun come up-
well really, until tha sun come up,
we bout ta make this bed squeak, and tha floor boards creak,
but not yet though,
let me finish my eats.
Make yo va-jay-jay squirt,
cuz I like it milky,
I'm that nigga make yo hairs silky-
like a natural perm,
working my way up and down,
starting from tha base,
ending up wit you sittin on my fase.
Forecast calls for showers everytime we fase 2 fase,
so miss, gimme a kiss,
If, and only IF you think you can handle all dis.