MOG

You gotta dish-a-dish a-scrub
Girl, listen, listen, Mary don't you weep, I don't come cheap
Itz your fantasy, sing it if you feel it
Get a little buzzed and we can get our dig on
And when it gets swollen you think you'll be controllin' me
Yeah, it's the log ride, like at magic mountain
Now tell me who's gonna get the rubbers?
And get ready for a toss and some rib sauce
I'm doin' it for the thrill of it, so tell me can you feel it?
And as long as you ain't bleedin'
But I got a little ritual before we make love
Tell me, why are you so curious and why you keep on starin'
Because I put the pole in your hole, see
Pull and watch it explode

See it's only right since you gettin' the cock
Since I'm goin' out of my way, baby you pay for the spot

Sing it if ya feel it, itz your fantasy, baby
Like the Quality Inn or the Travelodge

You know you love it, sing it if you feel it
You let me drive that coochie and I wrecked it
I can give you what you need
Can you feel it baby?
Okay, let's find a place, somethin' out of dodge
Now put it where you want it, get in where you fit in
Close the curtains all the way
First things first, yes, I like a bitch
'Cause when it comes to hittin' it, splittin' it, I ain't bullshittin'
With a little weed I could do a good deed

You know you wanna feel it
Take it out your mouth and shoot it like a fountain
'Cause baby, what's in there is beyond your wildest dreams

That'll keep me on your jock for whenever you get that feelin' for the real
Hennessy and apple juice to sip on
But I ain't hittin' unless I use the whole pack on ya
When you get it up and in between your thighs
So even though I'll never get another chance to kill it

You could squirm and squeal and try to make a deal
It's cool just as long as I made you feel it
Let me change my tire and I'm right back on the road
But however it's done, it's 68 and I owe you 1
Who's got a lot of soul when you're swingin' off the end of my pole
You make me feel it, I know you feel it

Naw, turnaround, lay down and let me pound on your cervix
You know you feel it, tell me if you feel it
To reveal it, I'ma make you feel it
At the motherfuckin' zipper on these jeans that I'm wearin'
Wash-a-wash, a-wash, a-rinse in the bathtub

Touch me if ya feel it, I need to know if you feel it
And I'm not just no nigga off the street, I'm a certified specialized pro

Bitch didn't ya know I have more stamina than a horse?
Yeah, right now your frontin', shy, actin' like you nervous
Who carries lifestyles in her purse
Itz your fantasy, tell me if you feel it
Now is this more than you expected?
So since you know the play
And although it seems that I'm on the nigga hoe team

See, you look so good you make me wanna go bare back on ya
Sing it if you feel it, yeah, you feel it
So don't trip just let the Hen take it's course
Yeah, you bad than a motherfucker
Itz your fantasy baby, tell me if you feel it

So don't trip 'cause when you takin' off your clothes
But the matter at hand is the size and how it makes ya act