Ayesha Erotica - Barely Legal

Back To Crack

Going back to crack, crack, crack
Going back to crack
I don't think so
I'm going back to crack, crack, crack
I'm going back to crack
I don't think so

I'm going back to crack, crack, crack
I'm going back to crack
I don't think so
I'm going back to crack, crack, crack
I'm going back to crack
I don't think so

I got these pretty rocks that'll make your eyes pop
I like that tippy top
Baby, can you feel that drippy drop?
I wanna taste you, feel you under my skin
I wanna come on top
Flip around then give you that head again, like
Oh-woah, look at her go
Down to the base, puttin' on a show
Yo, I got that crack slit
Don't fuck around with wack dick
Tragic, you got it girl?
Let this coke whore rock your world
You wanna uh, uh
Shootin' on my face
Going too slow, pickin' up the pace like

Damn, damn
All the boys say damn, damn
And if you got pipe, pipe, pipe
You could be my man, man, man
All the boys say damn, damn
All the boys say damn, damn
And if you got pipe, pipe, pipe
You could be my man, man, man

I'm going back to crack, crack, crack
I'm going back to crack
I don't think so
I'm going back to crack, crack, crack
I'm going back to crack
I don't think so

You wanna fuck me? Just get me coked up
I'm pretty flexible
Boy, watch me hit this toe touch
I think it's sexy when you bleed from your nose
You wanna party, baby?
Let's see where the night goes
I like hoes, so bring your ladies
Come through hot in your dad's Mercedes
I'm fly and high off the 2CI
So much blow, it could make you cry
Now, damn I love them Cuban boys
Mustache tip with them big ol' toys
That hot cum on my chest
Come a little closer, papi, don't fret, like

Damn, damn
All the boys say damn, damn
And if you got pipe, pipe, pipe
You could be my man, man, man
All the boys say damn, damn
All the boys say damn, damn
And if you got pipe, pipe, pipe
You could be my man, man, man

I'm going back to crack, crack, crack
I'm going back to crack
I don't think so
I'm going back to crack, crack, crack
I'm going back to crack
I don't think so

I saw you shirtless doing laundry at the laundromat
When you took your shirt off I thought
"Mmm, I want some of that"
I like your chest hair, it really makes me think
You think I'm playing, but I'd fuck you in a blink
We could really be somethin', something kind of special
I like that angry sex, I admit, I'm a little bit temperamental
Now get on your knees and start to pray
I'm your God, your light, and the only way

I'm going back to crack, crack, crack
I'm going back to crack
I don't think so
I'm going back to crack, crack, crack
I'm going back to crack
I don't think so
I'm going back to crack, crack, crack
I'm going back to crack
I don't think so
I'm going back to crack, crack, crack
I'm going back to crack
I don't think so

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Writer(s): Ayesha Auciello
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