At The Club

Utter sounds get butter by pounds girls clutter bounds
With mini-skirts need plenty work sexually gossip mutter around
Hate to force up a dress while on the course of progress to a bedroom
My head groomed with dreads girl with breasts wears red perfume
Tonight arrived on time now survive with wine this girl thighs
Is fine booty ready cutie sweaty from dance and vibes
From the DJ he play fat jams but there’s that complex wise
Majority likes to exercise authority. ”hey dawg white T-shirts not
Allowed in the club” “but I’m proud to be a thug” “well yippee stop
Listen to my voice you have a choice the shirt or you take
The girl in the skirt too” “dang shit strange that’s it I’ll
Change” cub rules mug fools stuff could rearrange style
“So boo I know you want me too let me put the facts down
About your round backgrounds shaking like that so brown
We’ll be the right match come together like a white patch
So let me take you home your cake true and strong even hatch
A baby my lady” MADD wait before you take the cake
Don’t like mistakes you want desserts homegrown and baked
That be under my skirt that thunder and perk like coffee mate?
“Enough sex lets go” “My body wet like the Gulf of Mexico
MADD even though I’m a lady sweaty and wet, I’m not ready
For a baby yet” “dang girl you’re a fine dame what’s your name Betty?”