go ma to the back of the club to vip come chill wit me pop a bottle of bubbly have a nice conversation mind liberated with thoughts of mental masturbation go ma come with me back to my crib lay your thoughts on me no need to take your clothes off just wanna get to know ya better hold you when its cold outside bad weather ma let me be ya sweater have a drink lay down on the mink so i can look back stare deep into your eyes yeah must cats lookin at ya thighs but no need for sex tonite holdin ya tight caressing ya body all through night not speaking a word let the motions be my adverbs going through the night emotions exploding her heart my heart imploding with depths of love
