So, I met this girl, right
Not being impolite
But she makes me fill my appetite
Looking at her never gets old
She has me in a choke hold
Still does
Skin like cocoa
Legs like Flo-Jo
And an *** that is made for riding that like a Bronco
She made me loco
But when I finally asked her
She said no
All I want to say is this
Until my feelings for you subsist
I'm really being honest
I've never been kissed
All I want is you to lick your lips
And kiss me
Can't you see?
No?
Buddies then?
I guess we can be friends

Let's talk about lust
It can make you do strange things
Lust is one of the most unique feelings to have, it seems
With that in mind, this is a story
About a woman that still makes me *****
She's one of the sexiest I've ever seen
I don't mean to be obscene
But her in those jeans...
Make me want to do unspeakable things

Anyway, I wasn't alone by any means
When we met
We were cool
She was just like the guys
She didn't wave me goodbye
But as soon as I saw her beautiful ***
In front of me
I could only think of one thing

In my mind, I wanted her
With all my being
Her beautiful thickness had me
Almost dying
She had a boyfriend
I didn't care
You know what?
***** him
I really should've been scared
God I wanted her
But that's out the window
She knows all of this
But every once in a while I think about her

There's 365 days
52 weeks
Then there's the day
The one day I met her
I was a 15-year-old nerd
Looking at a girl that would change me, all things considered
She was slim
With Navajo long hair
Dudes drooled over her, it was so unfair
I didn't know her
Or what was to come later on
I looked at her in class
She was hypnotic
As she walked with sass

She said hi
I waved back
Nothing was the same after that
Things changed as we got older
She was taken
What a surprise
I wasn't
Also a surprise
She got curvaceous
A surprise... to all of us
But dudes kept feeling on her like a prize
Temptation did arise
My body said yes
My mind said no
Was I in love or not?
My teenage mind didn't know
Yet I still told her those words
I still don't know if I meant them...
****.

I heard you got those soft lips
You know, from word of mouth
Word to Drake
I bet you get all kinds of compliments
I'm not here to be fake
You know them all
From the innocuous "pretty lips"
To the bold "What that mouth do" comments
That question tempts me
But I won't do it, you see?
I'm different than most
All I want is this
This isn't to boast
Or do the most
All I want is you to lick your lips
Kiss me
Can't you see?
All those compliments are true
Or... you you already knew?

Nancy
Your Double D's
I yearn for them
Every time you bend over
My thirst needs to be quenched
But in my defense though...
You make me feel intense
Keeping me in suspense
With your beautiful milky ****

Nancy
Your Double D's
I want them
Every time I see that cleavage
I want to put my sausage in it
If you know what I mean
Oh, was that too obscene?
I didn't mean to blaspheme
But your double D's are like cuisine
Fit for a king
But, Nancy, this ode is quite simply for a queen.