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Big Fat Tony

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Uh
It's 4 in morning
She gotta go to work but I gotta get in my nut first
This bitch is gorgeous
She like how my ego's Big and Fat to match
Like 7 stories built from the floor
Shit's enormous
About 2 hours of sleep all I really need
Then I start to fiend
30 Minutes since I hit my shorty
Had to roll up when I rolled outta bed
Tap in to noise surrounding the boy
This shit's important
Filling up my cup with this fake love pouring in
Going till it's spilling on the floor
I need more of it
Got me reaching for what's important
Like this brown eyed girl showing up
Van Morrison
My chick's thicker than a porterhouse
Ion even ask
She just gonna pull it out like she born to strip
What was I saying?
That ass had me at a loss for words
Got me fucking up my verse
Bring the chorus in
Aye aye aye
Try and keep up with her pace
It gon get me kicked up out her place
She a busy body
Stay back
Keep her moving
Send her on her way
She ain't got time for them games
Don't even think about it
Oh baby it's all about to change
And you ain't gotta chance it
Don't worry about a thing
I can understand
You never had this type of man
Let me grab you by the hand
Show you the world that I bring
She want a king
I'm the one to put her in the mood
Bricked up
Thinking of the things she does off Absolute
Ripe for the picking
Had to tap that ass to apple juice
Smack it fast
Couldn't last
Busting over that tattoo
I'm entangled
Her hair balled up in my fist
Hitting every angle
Love to strangle when she bite my lip
Wrangled her
Got my grip
No way I'm jumping ship
Soy jefe
Es mi jefa
Buy me chocolates for my golden dick
Her hands on my body
Baby I couldn't concentrate
How'd you wind up in Wisconsin?
God put something into play
Pay for plates
Dinner dates
That grin up on her face
Hot ass Hell
We gon make it melt
Dessert gon have to wait
And this just the start
We ain't even hit our peak
Something sweet like a symphony
But we still in the interlude
Don't know how you stole my heart to put this spell on me
From everything I've got to see
I start to think she love me too
Aye aye aye
Try and keep up with her pace
It gon get me kicked up out her place
She a busy body
Stay back
Keep her moving
Send her on her way
She ain't got time for them games
Don't even think about it
Oh baby it's all about to change
And you ain't gotta chance it
Don't worry about a thing
I can understand
You never had this type of man
Let me grab you by the hand
Show you the world that I bring

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