I want to be like Mosses.
- Gypsy Orellano
- Sep 4, 2017
- 2 min read
I want to be like Mosses.
I got a secret.
I can’t seem to keep it.
Drinking on this white wine,
Makes me want to tie your ass up with some white twine.
Lay your body down playing with that small of your spine.
I can’t even keep inside this tiny little white lie.
I want to be like Mosses and part legs like red sea.
Ten years from now, I still want you to remember me.
I'm going to put you that stalk a girl social media.
You think you know but you have no idea.
All I have in store.
I want to make that pussy sore.
There is so many sexual positions I would like to explore.
Placing your legs over my shoulders with the tip of your toes touching the frame of my bed.
Hold up wait a minute, let me flip over instead.
What is it about those elliptical shaped hips that got me sprung?
I forever want to make that sweet honey dip flavor run.
Forget that melting in my mouth girl melt in my hand.
You have all this power over me and I don't think you understand.
I want to be like Mosses and part your legs like the sea.
Don’t care if your ex gets mad at me.
Been driven by insanity.
Waiting so long for your remedy.
Saving all my energy.
I want to run my fingers through your barren lands.
Come and ride my strap like I’m a straight man.
It’s all right girl be my biggest fan.
Does your body know it’s god’s ecstasy?
Why does she got masturbating?
Sounds like you need some Destiny.
I promise to hold down your sanity.
I want your ex to get mad at me.
I want to be like Mosses and part your legs like the red sea.
I feel like busting that pussy free.
This is the kind pleasure I think I need.
Read the signs of my lips.
I’m about to take you on some type of trip.
Your sweet honey is where I want to dip.
Something about you and I just make us fit like the seven seas.
You about to find out why they call me Gypsy.
You about to find out why they call me Gypsy.
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