T.W.S.S.

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MIKE SHEROD

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Keep a smile on her face, and a chain on her neck.
With a bag on her hip, I love her to death.
You know what it is, that gushey so wet.
Pull up on that bitch, ahh, that’s what she said.
Pullin up topless, walking in she already topless.
Aint no need to converse, all I want is top no topics.
And she don’t ever hesitate, she hop straight up in the cockpit.
Co-pilot taking off, wait let me see you take it off.
Hey, let me see you take it all, yeah, everything a option.
Baby putting on a show even though it’s only me in the audience.
And she aint flipping when it’s time to go, she can see the phone,
Cash keep calling me. But you other bitches stay trippin.
Thats why I f*ck wit her cause she way different. 
And I’m done fuckin with insane women. 
But that’s the same shit I said last time.
Made a couple bad decisions, stepped on more than a few land mines.
Shit don’t ever end well, you can say it never fails.
Ordered me a piece of heaven, end up with a slice of hell. 
Shit be going off the rails, you can say I like them unpredictable.
She might do some crazy shit, but that don’t make it unforgivable.
And when I see her bent over, that’s the type of shit that’s unforgettable.
And I just like to make her say, ahh.
Keep a smile on her face, and a chain on her neck.
With a bag on her hip, I love her to death.
You know what it is, that gushey so wet.
Pull up on that bitch, ahh, that’s what she said.
Keep a smile on her face, and a chain on her neck.
With a bag on her hip, I love her to death.
You know what it is, that gushey so wet.
Pull up on that bitch, ahh, that’s what she said.
Beat it like she owe me money, eat it like it’s full of honey.
They gon’ make a movie bout us, playboy banging bunny.
Bustin like a 45, she aint even see it coming.
Real nigga built to last yeah, get up in that tummy, tummy.
Gushey, gushey, runny, runny. Turn it on watch it flow like the Nile.
You about to break a sweat, and probably burn another couple hundred cals.
Neighbors gon’ know my name, she like to get a little loud.
I get it on the good foot, call a nigga James Brown.
Pound for pound she a freak, I handle mine to say the least.
You know what’s bout to happen next, whenever she start to curl up her feet.
And in between them thick thighs aint no other place I’d rather be.
The best spot here on earth, and I aint even gotta search.
I know how to make it work, I know how to make it hurt.
I know how to make it cream, watch them lil nipples perk.
Shit’ll get me every time, no panties wit the skirt.
I just like to make her say ahh.
Keep a smile on her face, and a chain on her neck.
With a bag on her hip, I love her to death.
You know what it is, that gushey so wet.
Pull up on that bitch, ahh, that’s what she said.
Keep a smile on her face, and a chain on her neck.
With a bag on her hip, I love her to death.
You know what it is, that gushey so wet.
Pull up on that bitch, ahh, that’s what she said.
Keep a smile on her face, and a chain on her neck.
With a bag on her hip, I love her to death.
You know what it is, that gushey so wet.
Pull up on that bitch, ahh, that’s what she said.
Keep a smile on her face, and a chain on her neck.
With a bag on her hip, I love her to death.
You know what it is, that gushey so wet.
Pull up on that bitch, ahh, that’s what she said.

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