Born to Do It

I dingle I dangle I rise at an angle
If you don’t believe me
Ask the ladies that I’ve tangled
Wrapped around like a bangle  
 
Pleasing us with pleasure, fingers, lips, tongue
Plus digits that measure
I have a triple x stigma I get porno with them
Squaws got me mesmerized like a damn enigma
Slim trim, thick, stout, to fluffy  
If Amazon built she could be down right ugly
But even then I’m never hitting Crappy==
 
-Unless of course, it’ll make the lady happy
Always use protecto unless its just a you know
Slob knob splash that’s all you want for sure
Cause I can get it steady if your bodies ready
Or you can slurp again like its noodles or spaghetti
I’m carnal, I know, the maker made me so
Blame, The, not me
This is part of what I was born to do
 
Hear it: https://soundcloud.com/freaknastypoet/born-to-do-it