The Feeling
Rap Game #15
She's intense
Easy on they eyes
But I look through tints
She's looking for a prize prince
Shining like a gem
I got my stunna shades in place
To watch the way she ride
Imaginary stick shifts
GC and the Fin Fin
She's got her hair crimped
Stilettos on point
I'm leaning back
Connecting legos on joints
Twisting swishers
Blowing sacks of that drizzle
And whipping toys
Ain't have to drop the stack
To tap the middle
Pivot pack the swivel
Feeling get back the dribble
She looking at me
Through the compact
In the back of the limo
I'm packing something
With one to match
I keep for the get low
Reciproco the lick low
Let me make your thighs
Divisible by mine
That I only use with you
For the time
But I'm thinking tonight
So let's go
Got that fuego
And that petro
Couple pesos
And my checks
So fresh
Our minds so connected
She can hear my echo
By the time we hit the sheets
She reach her peak
Before I let go
Wash, rinse, repeat
Whipped cream
And Very Special