****, girl That *** is thick Don't play with me, girl You make me wanna lick... OOPS. Girl, did I say that out loud? It's just that that *** in them jeans Makes me want to shout Ooh, girl, bend over, show me what's that about I'm a religious man, Lord, forgive me For what I'm about to see So sweaty So pretty Her thong showed Her kitty was getting frisky If you know what I mean She was grinding me Nothing was in between She looked back and smiled She knew I wanted to **** her to the extreme.
A play on David Banner's "Play." This is a fantasy of mine.