Peace to all the ladies,
Black women looking so good,
From mocha vanilla to cinnamon,
Baby im tryna dig out ya backyard benz,
And you aint gotta front on ends,
Real with my steez, no pretend,
Take a look throughout the spiritual lens,
See ya soul cry, let this beat magnify,
Til ya third eyed, embrace
Like the pie,
Baking in your oven, baby im used to tough loving,
Dont get caught up in the grubbin' ,
Rubbin' rough notes of the media,
Im hear to please ya, tease ya,
Got the appetite of a skeezer,
Nah this aint no diss to her,
Apply pressure,
Where it need to be, none could measure,
My stroke deeper than a ocean,
Once you see how my love is potent,
Soft baby hair,
Hazel eyes got me in a stare,
Thighs on point, my nose hairs begin to flare,
**** we one and a pair,
Two aces on deck, watch me cold check,
Miss the hotel punch out, a brother couldn't even tap out,
Rock hard like Chevy nuts heavy,
Left eye look a like, plus she blazed me,
High as a giraffe *****, so dont push me,
Im caught in the ecstasy of sweet mary,
Far from scary, too much whip cream for this cherry,
To be pop, plus she knew how rock it on top,
Hips vibrating like thunder,
From up under, lightning flashed memory got me in a wonder,
Girl game was cold as a tundra,
