The syrup drifts cross her hips

And obviously, then I flips

Love on ya, baby-she a wafflehead



The sea of crem is what I beam

Into her as her eyeballs gleam

Love on ya baby-she a wafflehead



Her sugar mound is what I found when

When I began to look around

Love on ya baby-she a wafflehead



I love her stuff, can't get enough

I'd rather die than treat her rough

Love on ya baby-she a wafflehead



The strawberries above her knees

Aare chiefly what I love to seize



her calabash is where I crash

When I escape the bitter lash

Love on ya baby-she a wafflehead



I slurp that cone down to the zone

Where everybody leave their bone



She's on my plate she's what I ate

I ate her up, I couldn't wait

Love on ya baby-she a wafflehead



I smirk and I drool 'cause I'm her fool

I love to drip into her pool



No thanks, honey-I don't want any more German wine

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