(feat. Cork Taylor)
1ST VERSE
Got me feeling like the fountain of youth, a saviness arrived, she thought I carried a broom when I swept right passed and noticed her handbag Dunnie & Burke she smirked, I replied ladies first, doors open my preference chosen, I'm catching all her signs like Anquon Bolden, reloading my verbal to decorate her ear drum, she told me towards the end I appear young, fear none let her know I'm valid, the lingerie on as entered the palace, she say she 30 plus and headed to 4-0 that means that you gotta lotta game I should know, I told her you rocking with the truest, your beauty came with age my intellect assumed it, foolish, I hit it like Ray Lewis, now she on my line wanna rendezvous again...yeah, yeah yeah...
I hit this older girl
introduced your boy to a whole new world
we did some shit I ain't never did before
don't underestimate my older girls
2ND VERSE
It's sorta like a mutual attraction, eye contact I counter with a reaction, back when Notre Dame had Jerome Bettis, I was in class with a teacher's student fetish, quickly headed to the ladies who mature, you can rest assure that I possess the lure, the bait exploited when I had my first date with a mother of one ten years above my age, we engaged with a nice little convo and had a glass of merlot at her condo, the combo of alcohol and a slick jaw got her wide open she telling me she turned on, and I ain't need a lever or a light switch, the boy toy replace sorrow with excitement, lifeless she was before I entered, age ain't nothin but a number I convinced her...yeah, yeah, yeah
3RD VERSE
Especially the ones who's fly, upkeep they self, tone in the thighs, pleasantly surprised by the characteristics, a classy look, seasoned in the kitchen, like chef, blessed with the right collages, ingredients she devious a palpable goddess, I brainstorm the things we got in common, protective sex so I invest in condoms, I mean I kinda give'em the cold shoulder, if baby lil older, I tell her come closer, that's how I suppose that it is in my culture, turn fantasies into real life sculptures, that means that realities a must, but apparently a milf is what I lust, and I ain't gotta train her for trust, not a crush cuz my heart's whole, game thru her lane, scan her body like a barcode...yeah, yeah, yeah
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