[Verse 1:]

Ladies get your facts straight
You tryna get backstage?
Better get your back straight
You tryna get your rent paid?
Better get your rent saved
Don’t be tryna kick game, how you been down 'fore I blown up
I’m a grown up
Already tryna go down, you just showed up
Slow down, baby hold up
I know this might seem odd, opposites commonly attract
But my erection, is an exception, so if you too easy I won’t get hard
That’s word and that's word to god
Attention every chick that's gotta thick stacked bod
Not pockets, just my nuts, that keep the big fat wad

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Sandman seeking woman
Damn leaving woman
He’s who max the most, she’s the masterpiece
Sandman seeking woman
Damn leaving woman
He’s who max the most, she’s the masterpiece

[Verse 2:]
This is my personal ad
I'm fiendin' for someone to get up close and personal, bad
Ultimately the type that me an her can make parents
Hit me via satellite so we can make plans
I don’t give a muthafucka if you're experienced
That isn’t my concern, I can teach or I can learn
Even if you got a wig or got a weave or got a perm
Probably won’t make it to the church but hun you can still take a turn
I’m not the cat that's tryna make it work
I’m comfy in my zone, it ain’t workin on it's own then what's it worth?
We can open up another condom if I cum first
Any time or any type of problem we can converse
I keep an eye out at my concerts
Think I might start holding tryouts at my concerts
Come buy an we can split the buyouts at the concerts
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[Verse 3:]
Ladies let’s be honest
Homeboy Sand is like a bronze Adonis
If you ain’t about notes, 'cept the philharmonic
Let me pretend I’m your orthodontist
Sometimes I talk dirty
'Times I bone in silence
I’ll be up nights writing poems and sonnets
We won’t need no toys or electronics
We won’t need no joints or gins or tonics
We all have all sorta sorts of options
From the kama sutra and other doctrines
You're now playing doc with
Step into ma hospital, do some hot shit
No gossip
No gracias
God exists (what?)

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