See if you want to fuck me for my mind
See if you want to fuck me for my soul
Before you see if you want to fuck me because my body has the tools to please your whole
Being
Don't believe me?
Just wait and see
Having you back-thrown in a 3 point aint nothing to me
You have to recognize
That with these thighs
It takes more than slick words to potentially realize
More than nice cars for my clothes to dematerialize
Your money don't hypnotize
These bedroom eyes
And don't even go there about your...size
You see, my lucky lover needs a laaaarrrrge
Intelligence
Can catch my gentle, innuendo-ed hints
Has more than fucking, book and/or street sense
Knows how to muse my intimates
And inspire them, to the floor
I am more than my body for you to explore
One acid trip on me makes only need more
Every minute away makes you more of my whore
And as my tongue pimp slaps you into submission
You've already forgotten your ultimate mission
You think you've won
Figured me out to the core
But with the first glance at my ass
I'd already won this war.
