So let me throw some misdirection on her, I barely glanced her direction when I said good morning, skin is ivory white looking like a porcelain plate, but she's a dime so I really can't afford mistakes, but my game precise breakdown my highlights, my life's an ode to show you what the grind like, primetime I'm bout to hit this buzzer beater, against all odds she heard I used to bust her cousin Rita, but that's the road life I blasted me a dozen divas, but they didn't have half your booty or them luscious chi-chas, I'm in the mix now she's calling me the flower child, I wrapped her up then I took her for a power hour, she's a stallion built like a brick house, and I got the fevers I hope it don't slip out, every time she turns to walk away my eyes shift south, youngin is a cranker thank you I need to sit down
She wear them heels like she was born on a mountain side, showed all my cards and hardly given up an ounce of pride, we gaining stride, she cooler than the AC, baby girl our bodies are in rhythm to the same beat, my sweet Delilah dressed down in a plain tee, threw on the chucks she spilled Jack on the A3's, she used to drink clear I put her on the dark side, got out the iPhone and put her in the archives, she's a G take a 5th to the neck right, just to get loose and the s** is like bed time, our love is red line but I don't ever fold up, this is only year one JacK Black Paul Rudd, we burn it up figure 8's on the fur rug, hands full of a** like it splash in my firm clutch, your body's calling I never seen it quiet, and I'll be here to answer cause your everything is mine