I’m not trying to be new school and I’m not old school – I’m classic. There’s a lot of new cars and there’s a lot of old cars, but I’m just classic in doing what I do.
Having day dreams, tonguing you down with, uh, vanilla ice cream. Kissing on your thigh in the moon light, searching your body with my tongue girl all night.
Perm in your hair or even a curly weave, Wichya New Edition Bobby Brown button on your sleeve. I tell you come here, you say, ‘Meet me half way,’ Cause brothers been popping that game all day.
