Vegas
• Written by DanIsThe
Rap on the track like she flow on my digits
Slap on her ass when I blow like a spigot
Afterward dapp her and wait for a minute
She claps as I stand now it's time to revisit
Five minutes prior she tried to solicit
Me staying inside her but that's not my business
I'll lay her not wife her so I keep it implicit
And leave her eager for my next visit
See her biweekly and greet her meekly
Be uniquely oblique but equally cheeky
Go berserk on her teats and jiggle her teeties
The work makes me sure that she ate her wheaties
Her twerk takes me places and signs all my treaties
I forget bikinis, freebies, Lamborghinis
My species, my earpiece and Archimedes
The pillars of science just couldn't believe me
Don't forget you pay a price for good pussy
In your time or your soul or from your bookie
She took me for more than I grind in a year
And look at her now she affords to be queer
Had me hooked clearly but it was a veneer
But when she left all of my friends cheered
Like they're hype men because the lies end
Right then I became my own stipend
My bad sense went down the pipe and I might send
Her past tense to make her back bend
Like ten dykes that fight like mad men
If in exchange she sends her back end through a wide lens
Don't explain how we'd even remain friends
She don't give brain 'less she feel insane
Can't complain though cos we've changed lanes
But I still like to see where her thighs end
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DanIsThe
Member since May 15 2013