I don't want you thinkin' I love you 'cause I stay
Girl, I really like you and happy we got laid
I think about your windows like four times in a day
I'm a pervert with a purpose, like priest who just got saved
Kissing, kissing, I'm on a mission of licking
The holy grail of your body, when you be kissin'
This is a kid from Africa, you, you are the kitchen
I cum quicker than pitches from Sammy Sosa
You hoping I'm joking, but first
I'ma eat your pussy 'til you tell me you can't take it
Screaming "Stop it!" don't you fake it, wanna tape it? Grab my camera
Nine months later with a Tyler baby face
But that won't happen 'til I blow my load
I'ma eat your pussy 'til you tell me you can't take it
Screaming "Stop it!" don't you fake it, wanna tape it? Grab my camera
Nine months later with a Tyler baby face
But that won't happen 'til I blow my load
Your pussy tighter than door hinges
I munch you like sandwiches but not any more 'cause I'm on tour, so
Look, FaceTime your clit, I will jack off my dick
I go hard, shit, I might need an ice pack on my wrist
We fucking, I'm pumping, you know it's coming, bust in a couple of seconds
I'm sweating, I leave you slump in the back of my truck, butt naked
Suck it out of me, I leave you with nothing, get it?
This is what you wanted, this is what you came for
I'ma eat your pussy 'til you tell me you can't take it
Screaming "Stop it!" don't you fake it, wanna tape it? Grab my camera
Nine months later with a Tyler baby face bu-
Blow my load
♪
There's something 'bout the way you pick your cherries ('cause you blow me away with your cherry)
Make me feel like Fourth of July (cherries)
You light my firework
There's something 'bout the way you pick your cherries ('cause you blow me away with your cherry)
♪
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