Rosetta's

Baby blow me you know Nori hotter than some porridge
Perfectly imperfect ass fat just like her forehead
Hit her then I drop meat on her grill like George Foreman
She love to rock the mic I told her put on a performance
Them back shots baby walking like a penguin
Good dick she in the kitchen making bacon butt naked
Bet the neighbors know my name and think we fighting all that banging
Harder than rosetta's stone I go in deep she learn a language

Flip you over like a flapjack and spread some baby butter
Baby we just making love it's sounding like we hate each other
We the last two on earth that's the way we ate each other
Blow ya back like a flame and put you out like baby mothers
Look you in yo eyes and see heaven's gates when i'm fucking you
Precious every second I'm sexing you feel like love and oohhh
Shit I brought protection or catch it baby it's up to you
Role play I'm the detective cuffing and busting you
Have you sex with a nigga that love ya sprit
Eat you out with the rose on ya clit you losing ya hearing
When you sensitive and tell me stop act like I don't hear it
Good dick this ain't a rap verse baby I'm tryna fuck you 'til yo back hurt baby
Yeah that ass twerk crazy
Making sure you get yours like what's to ask for baby
Going rounds in you like i'm tryna have four babies
Smack it while you look back and say this ass yours baby
Look you in yo sexy ass eyes you looking worn huh
Run a bath after the shower you feeling sore huh
Nastier than post nut clarity after Pornhub
Take it off and eat it treat ya panties like a cornhusk
Take you down like notes I'm tryna jot something
Drawn to you like doodles baby I spotted ya
Quiet storm rain on me baby I need you
Not now but right now I'm tryna see you

Yeah

Baby blow me you know Nori hotter than some porridge
Perfectly imperfect ass fat just like her forehead
Hit her then I drop meat on her grill like George Foreman
She love to rock the mic I told her put on a performance
Them back shots baby walking like a penguin
Good dick she in the kitchen making bacon butt naked
Bet the neighbors know my name and think we fighting all that banging
Harder than rosetta's stone I go in deep she learn a language



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Writer(s): Gerald Whitfield
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