Dip

The curves of your hips makes my temperature rise
Erecting desires for me to dip between your thighs
I'm mesmerized every time my eyes see your body
Feeling sky high like the times of Whitney & Bobby

Body looking like it was made of an exclusive mold
A one of one kissed by the Sun and no one was told
No one exposed to the recipe of such a lovely being
Putting my face in the place for a taste this evening

Consuming every season and spice will be a delight
May nibble the middle just a little but I'll never bite
I'll make you bite the pillow so no one can hear you
As I give it to you from behind, look in your rearview

To make it clear to you, you got to look back at it
Your body's a carrot and I'm that wascally wabbit
When I grab it, I got to have it for me by any means
What you got in 'em jeans was made for this King