Id Rather F**k You

A view thru Gods eyes
Her body was divine
Theses moments was manifested
Through her Subconscious mind
Throwing medusa head
She turned my dick to stone
Deep in her body
While we fuck into the early morn
I captivate the mind
Then readjust her spine
Eyes in back of her head
She said that pussy mine
After the orgasm
I know fuck the mind
Fold her like origami
I mean yoga the body
She understands her position
Call it missionary
See I'm a visionary
Fuck all this fronting
I gotta tell u that ass got me
I eat that pussy gladly
She screams I love u Cartie
While she Riding this dick
I guess u was lying
When u told me u couldn't ride a stick
I beat that pussy well
Give her dick until that pussy swell
I asked her do she feel me
She said these walls in love
That's how it is when u fuck a thug

I'd rather fuck with you girl ya ways so true
Keep it one hunnnit every time u come thru
A beautiful view our connection like glue
Nobody has to know the lil things that we do
I'd rather fuck with you girl ya ways so true
Keep it one hunnnit every time u come thru
A beautiful view our connection like glue
Nobody has to know the lil things that we do

Them Versace jeans
Look like they was made fa ya
Plus the sent on ya body
Make me crave fa ya
Late nights
How u want it be a slave fa ya
Got me gone off the remy
Pour another glass
Gave u back shots fa hours
Look how time past
Nickname her Pocahontas hair touch ya ass
Roll a wood lets Smoke some of this sour bag
After this i blow a check
Watch u shop fa bags
Can't no other bitch school ya u got hella class
Empty out ya favorite store
We leave wit garbage bags
Soul controller
Mentally ill grow her
Wit dick I over dose her
Wit thug love she a die for ya
Bonnie and Clyde She gone ride fa ya
Look in my eyes I'll provide fa you
U get nocked I'll pay ya bond fa ya
When u moans
The perfect ohm
I give ya stress wings
We coulda made mills off these sex scenes



Credits
Writer(s): Curtis Cross
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