Trouble is between my thighs, son
Trouble is between my thighs, son
Like taking your temperature
You have the heart to let me play alone?
Young cock was in the horoscope
Let's play smack the ass
Lovely spread we have here, miss
Just to look at me?
Year start with a skinny bang
Touch remains better than smell into memory
Passing every pleasure level
I have an opened aperture
Try everything at least once
All you do is make a mess, young lady
Sneak a dick between us
I'll do more if i'm allowed...