At The Club

Bad news when I had to choose and pick out a girl quick
Got to be street smart to get a sweetheart in this world slick
My thug’s blood surging modest want a virgin goddess with thick
Eyebrows make a guy howl saying bow! Wow! Doing dog tricks
Devastated galore like a domesticated carnivore the clock ticks
Going for the bone in her coo-chee zone juicy tones like porn flicks
Clout hurl in my brain wants a pearl of a dame just to lick

Like puppy chow I’m not a yuppie now but uppity somehow
Cum to stroke tongue and smoke some juicy coo-chee hairs plow

Deep in her fields of gravy and reveal the crazy in a boo
Pulverize her soil like supplies of oil gushing like a hot brew
Clearing the way while hearing her say “oh god only a few like you”
A thug ill but the club fill with chicks oh what to do?
They got brown round butt to they all struts it true

DJ’s music hot and snappy but I’m not happy wanna tongue
Some chick “so boo you alone”? “yes I guess so” I’m sprung
And hung on her she has a dimple this jazz is simple like drums
“Well we can ride and glide in my Lex” “oh no guys tries for sex”