I know how women are suppose to be classy
I just make mine interesting by being a little nasty
This world was built on sex, of course
And I’m advance, I should be the source
Cause I know how to make my guy, plead to there knees
Even break a tear to get in-between
And they keep coming back, cause baby I’m a drug
Cause when I fuck my boys, they come out grown thugs
Foreplays how we start, I like to make him feen
Cause I don’t wanna be his want, I wanna be his need
I like to get the bottom, easy access that way
Then flip him on the bed, to show him expressions on my face
Then I start saying, exactly what he wanna hear
Start rocking back n forth; I have him under my care
After real time in, after he bust
I do this little thing where I start feeling in his nuts
He skeet, skeet, skeet, that cum into place
After he pulls out, I place my pussy on his face
What trick can he do, while I’m already loose
Rushing for every taste, like I’m Tropicana juice
But after that we aint trough, we play around in the shower
The way I do it, this could go on for hours
I walk out the door, after we do the nasty
Then I don’t tell a soul, cause he like his classy