Bitches In Black

Black girls with a big black booty,

Big tits with a ring cut from ruby,

Basket in the front when they see me it gets juicy,

No I'm not alone I'm with this bitch, come to me,

 

But butts in a butty yeah the wine being dutty,

Drunk on bubbly so we can get a little snuggly,

All up in the bed with the springs being loud,

Then grab a KFC and make a toast 'cause I just ploughed,

 

I got Shaniqua, Tanquerae,

They're both as thick as purée,

Can't hold a piss up in a brewery,

And them boobs needed insuring,

Because they're fake,

Plastic and solid,

Can break,

Elastic and hollowed,

Fake bitches everywhere it's hard to find a real one,

They say that you know when you know if you get the feeling,

I must be paralysed in the heart and it hasn't been healing,

Stack my bitches so high they reach the Empire State ceiling,

Damn that's high that means I been really busy,

Pussy so moist I feel my dick being fizzy,

My dick so big when I put it in she felt dizzy,

Brain crash like a train crash maybe a plane crash,

Fell so high like you've fallen from a Crane crash,

Feel the same pain as when I beat you with my Kane stash,

Fuck you so hard you leave the bedroom with whiplash.