Lips (Dre Dog)

We can be just like a sandwich, like ham on rye We eye to eye, we thigh to thigh, girl when I'm inside I'm trying to work it and jerk it girl with all my might And you know you're my favorite 'cause you keep it tight Legs over my shoulder, hands in my hair If you pull to tight 'cause Dre Dog don't care Sweat from my neck is dripping on your cheast And your sucking on my fingers as I try my best To keep them lips up until they swell As long as I be in you they should know me well I'm about to get some honey so we can get sticky Prince is in the tape deck the song is "Darling Nicky" I watch you as you moan and groan Taking every inch of the new Jim Jones Your eyes start to water, you bite your lips on your pretty face You say "Dre Dog Stop!" but I don't stop the pace I try to make it last, go ahead and grab my ass You tell me dig deep, I try to do it fast I'm trying to beat it up, baby in a good way You're trying to keep up, you say you know Dre Then she get on top and I grip you by the hips And I can hear you say, "I'm cumming" these are your lips Ooo you taste so sweet