drunk write

I went to the mutha fucking club and shit
all types of bitches showing love and shit
type wear you put a glove on
when you enter the door
every time fuck the folklore
i deplore this misogynistic bullshit niggas
but hey even i love to see butt necked making out sisters
no relation and im contemplating
if the gwop in my pock got enough to make my sit. pop
fantasies are cool when they stay them
just like the dude
cause he stays him
just like the pool when it stays it
cool. but im manifesting
digesting situations on a minute by minute basis
im spitting game with asistance for the bassist
the melody so smooth not sure if imma hit it
but i know i got the digets
come on girl let me lick it
who trippin
poit glides over obstacles
if me a car no potholes to far
into the womb it feels like columbus
and im sitting high on my nimbus
rolling on the road
if it aint pussy or a toad i aint fucking with it
the drive got me seeing four breast on one chick
in my mind i think staring out two of aint enought to loose my click
they don't like objectifying women
who the fuck am i kidding
we don't like the idea of objectifying women
but if they close off all we want to do is dig in
longer than a spoon
deeper than a tomb
when it that shit i shake the moon
its the ocean that im reaching for
i wanna feel your yearning in my pores
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