what's on ya mind?

ay homie, ay yo, shit wassup with you, what.i make ya horny huh, i make ya horny huh shit, you act like you want some nigga.do you?, di di di da di di di da di day, i'm on the dance floor and you up on it in every way, day to day you think of me, can't wait to get to the club to see my face just to smoke and drink with me, the dj keep spinnin' the hot records, make the whole table go crazy the first second, third i'm ready and able to hit the middle, under that disco ball so i could shake a little, this shit for yall who dance with me, touchin' my ass and titties so frantically, don't get carried away with it, i'll let you have a little fun if you play with it, insatiably, when i cum i do it patiently, cuz if it ain't all night its a waste to me, you been chasing me for the longest time, like billy joel so please tell me what's on ya mind.nigga, homie, you act like you want some, now tell me, do i do i make ya horny huh, all up on me having a good time, i just wanna know what's going through ya mind mind mind, i put my hands on the back of your fade, and we danced till the crack of dawn came, to the sun raise up its on, still got stamina to take you home, brat the damager managed to handle any position handed to her, you wanna fuck with the funk bandit, leave it alone when the sweat trinkle down my cleavage you can't stand it, and you ain't even believing you dancing with brat, and making eye contact, homie put your hands on my waist and occassionally, run your fingers through my fresh ass braids and say to me, that you feel horny cuz i wanna know, if you want some of this i wish you tell me so, cuz if i let you touch me i must want you to go, home with me be alond with me to get some mo', cuz we smoke we drink we bump and grind, and even though i'm tipsy i wanna know what's on ya mind, brat now let me rock it from a niggas perspective, no chick can neglect this, just listen when i stress this, the bitch was breathless, big lips so thick make me wanna drop draws, star had me rock hard shaking like a pornstar, uh huh wassup shorty, won't you be my sweet lover friend what homie, thug love homie brat put you up on pink lemonade, that's why i don't attract rats with my serinades, stack off plubicades, lack when it comes to brains, more than 2 women i'mma stack'em then play the game, rack'em they love my name 22, cuz they figure amongst themselves can i really enject 2, with my nine inch source see me climb in the nookie screaming, everything is mine while i'm grinding the pussy, can you picture that what's on ya mind baby push me, i don't mind raiding the jar just to get a cookie, uh,