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It was a cool and lonely Offishall style that coerced her to smile Chalk another to the file Quest for breasts, my intent to impress the mistress So cess broke the ice like Gretzky I told she give me your signiture or number Slumber could follow if I check you tomorrow Who, ate, simply went to my date's Now my belles apparel, why spoil the king's night Eat chicken at 3 and the skin at 4 o'clock Who, again I reach the girl's door Just call me FT cause her birthday suit is sore Hit the floor in a hearts swift motion Lotion the skin and like caress all me In the cup, arm in the cup Hittin that spot that's g You know I do your head sheet That the hit was a nap and the biggest ever sold Took 5 minutes for the cannon to explode She said do you love me and I said no The she slapped my face I grabbed her and said ho Do that again and the story gets told To stick it in was nice, but yo I'll get more Cause Offishall's out for mine and then some I hit some and leave some then on wid da show word up