As a child, I wanted so desperately to grow up. Now as a grown man, all I wanna be is your baby

Nineteen Ninety Four:
I'm so into you or at least I'd like to be
Ur a spice to me i'll book the tickets catch a flight with me
Coz ima treat u like dessert lifting up ur skirt
Call my fingers magic everytime I make u squirt
All this maxi dressing got this papi stressing
Bruddas know not to look I got a mac 11
But I ain't into waving a strap
Im just tryna love you while some dilla plays in the back


Just Ori:
I was that spoon

To me you were the season

The month is June

There's waiters they're on every beat, they table dancers

No belly dancers, staff don't take no chances

This is a prim and proper restruruant
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