He had that gangstatacular flavor
That made me melt at the sight
Of his dapperlicious mouthwatering attractiveness
His gangsta-tier geometry
I got jaw-drunk on his hunky frame

I was feenin’ for his splash-packed ***
His cheeked-up buns
His baritone-bouncing *****
His honey-baked cakes
Two planets that I treasured
Peach-poppin’ hotness
That had me hella sauced up

I crave to nuzzle his man cave
Feast on his bussy buffet
Lips first, tongue second
All in it to savor it
Bury my face in his greatness

Guzzlin’ his luscious seductiveness
Worshipping his ****-lickin’ construction
His splashtastically stacked masterpiece
Too dope not to dream about
Too swagtacular to the max

Flavor-heavy, ***-sational magneticness
I was galactically rapt
Enraptured by his dimension
Of endless supreme
So deep-space dizzy off his
Dreamy, saucy masculinity