Sunday, April 24, 2011

Ayo Pierography

Something special, unforgettable

She, she, she want it, I wanna give it to her
She know that it's right here for her
I want to see you break it down
I'm hungry, throwin money around

She work it girl, she work the bowl
She break it down, she take it low
She fine as hell, she about the dough
She doing her thing on the kitch' counter yo

Her savory fillin', she makin', makin'
Look at the way she bakin', bakin'
Make you want to touch it, make you want to taste it
Have you lustin' for her, go crazy face it

Now don't stop, get it, get it
The way she fryin' make you want to hit it
Think she double jointed from the way she sizzled
Got you're head fucked up from the way she did it

She's so much more than you're used to
She knows just how to smell to seduce you
She gone do the right thing and touch the right spot
She'll dance in your mouth till you're ready to pop

She always ready, when you want it she want it
Like a nympho, the piero, I show you where to meet her
On the late night till daylight the kitch' jumpin'
If you want a good time, she gone give you what you want

Baby, this a new age, you're like my new craze
Let's get together, maybe we can start a piero phase
The smoke's got the kitch' all hazy, spotlights don't do you justice, baby
Why don't you come over here? You got me saying

Ayo, I'm tired of using Mrs. T's
Why don't you sit down on top of me?
Ayo, I'm tired of using Mrs. T's
I need you right in front of me

Ooh, she wants it, uh uh, she wants it
Ooh, she wants it, uh uh
So I got to give it to her

Your filling, your dough
You got me hypnotized, let me tell you
Your sizzle, your taste
You got me hypnotized, let me tell you

Got a thing for that thing she got
The way she make it tick, the way she make it pop
Make it cheesy for us so she don't stop
I ain't got to move, I can sit and watch

In her fantasy, there's plain to see
Just how it be, on me, backstrokin', sweat soakin'
All into my set sheets

When she ready to eat, I'm ready to roll
I'll be in this bitch till the kitch' close
What should I do? One thing on all fours
Now that that shit should be against the law

From side to side, let the ride, break it down
You know I like, when you hike and you throw it all around
Different style, different move, damn I like the way you move
P, you got me thinkin' about all the things I do to you

Let's get it poppin' shorty, we can switch positions
From the couch to the counters in my kitchen
Baby talk to me

Baby, this a new age, you're like my new craze
Let's get together, maybe we can start a piero phase
The smoke's got the kitch' all hazy, spotlights don't do you justice, baby
Why don't you come over here? You got me saying

Ayo, I'm tired of fuckin' Mrs. T
Why don't you sit down on top of me?
Ayo, I'm tired of fuckin' Mrs. T
I need you right in front of me

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