Straight Shots & I’ll Make My Own Chaser

 Well tonight won't be about foreplay
Just Johnny on your apple...seeding
Pleasure that will have flame ablaze
From the wood I'm continuously slang
Redefining what minute man is
Having you moaning my name
Every 60 seconds...
From me dedicating every single second
To treasuring every inch of you
Starting by making your pussy
Jealous of the magnum
That your lips get to taste
Making your bottom lips drool
When I raise you up by your waist
Smack your ass
Flip you, dip you, so now you see the bed sheets face
So you had no choice but to admit
That I'm in control and your job
Is to lose it
Making you grab the bed tighter
So you can keep your balance
As you go in and out of conciseness
From the wonders your body is uncovering
Until your apple tell me I must acquit
Because my pipe won't fit, due to swelling
Your apple ready for juicing
And now my chaser is made