Okay, li’l mama had a swag like mine
She even wear her hair down her back like mine
I make her feel all right when it’s wrong like lyin’
Man, she ain’t never had a love like mine
So: small mother has a panache similar to my own.
She even lets her hair fall all the way down her back, as I myself am wont to do.
I prevail upon her to feel swell even when what we’re doing is objectionable,
Not unlike prevarication.
Sir, she has never experienced adulation as like I can give her!
And man, I ain’t never seen a ass like hers
That pussy in my mouth had me lost for words
I told her back it up like berp berp
And I made that ass jump like jerp jerp
And that’s when she… (chorus)
And also, sir, I have yet to behold a backside comparable to hers.
Her vagina, when placed upon my mouth, forces me into a state of wordlessness!
On the dancefloor, I commanded her to retreat her buttocks as a cube truck’s reverse siren
And thrusted her until she waggled her fundament like [jiggle, jiggle]. (An approximation –ed.)
Whenever these conditions arise, she… (proceed to chorus)