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+++ THE CHASE +++
VERSE 1
With beats so hot girl's'll dry hump leg's,
getting spanked dancing mad fly for scumbags //
Under their thumbs leave'n cum stains,,,
mastering the chase in a place strip'n for fun bags //
It's a mixture of lust with some bliss,,,
no one could punk her style if they tried to jump this //
Experimental tongue twist,
with taste like Sunkist,
look'n so attractive it's spin'n ya compass //
You know how wet they get when grip'n ya baguette,
show'n her who the boss is,,,
while your ex wit a maggot //
A sex magnet to hang wit when the vow stagnant,
watch'n her booty shake envisioning how da shag it //
*HOOK x1
So don't be lazy, let's go crazy quasi,
when the sex get's blasé
pull out the cosplay //
Meet me at the crossway,
I'll take ya where the gods lay,
The chase is a two way street no matter what the odds say //
VERSE 2
The way she play hard to get at first is startling,
It started when a part of him saw no harm in 'er gargle'n //
'N it'll start again, once I spark it den,
slip into her, more comfy then a cardigan //
Pull'n & tug'n till the fabric of time rip's,
when Prime mac's chicks using Jedi mind tricks //
She's bomb like a mine hits,
You know where da find kicks,
sublime with more maneuvers then Heimlich's //
They'd be glad to get naked 'n shake it a tad,
as long as you got the paper to pay for it dad //
Plays head games with men to make 'em mad,
spell her name on tables like in braking bad //
Gyrate'n her hips with perfect dexterity,
The next best thing to having sex apparently //
She a rare breed of Parakeet,
pro at sexual therapy,
moving up in the chain,, alpha numerically //
Sleeker then a prototype motorbike,
look'n sexier when road in
right //
moan'n like an oman explode'n
with Odin might, soak'n white,
shielded like Trojan knight //
*HOOK x1
So don't be lazy let's go crazy quasi,
when the sex get's blasé
pull out the cosplay //
Meet me at the crossway,
I'll take ya where the gods lay,
The chase is a two way street
no matter what the odds say //
VERSE 3
When aiming for my targets,
I barley miss,,
ya didn't know her name, all you had was an alias //
For us it's a peep show,
to them it's a daily biz,
where men go to get played like a ukulele is //
Chill'n with her's a buzz when wanting the fellatio,
do what one does like the golden ratio //
She's the perfect age foe, making that page glow,
doing a stage show,
cause minimum wage blow //
She'll put you in a strip'n trance, at any given chance,
act'n mad sexy with finger lick'n hands //
In advance, got 'em stiff in the pants, while 'ey sit 'n glance,
on ya lap performing the forbidden dance //
Talk'n about rock'n out the place grand,
I'll have the bass jammed all the way while they slammed //
starting wit a base plan,
won't give up the chase man,
exploring her maze can, lead ya da grace,,, or a waste land //
Don't be lazy let's go crazy quasi,
when the sex get's blasé
pull out the cosplay //
Meet me at the crossway,
I'll take ya where the gods lay,
The chase is a two way street
no matter what the odds say //
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