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The Same is lame, change is grand, unusual sexual activities, wait just let me explain.
Clutching and groping at me like a Crawfish, when I grab back, you run back just like a Crawfish, but I'm the Star-Fish, your water spots I hit, catch yo drip, ride the rift, riding currents, waves or cliffs, silent in your speech, you can only wave your fist
But I am Him, I do this for real, you can't even control yourself, penetrated your mental before I gripped your hips
Kissed your mind before my lips pressed your lips. Well packaged and Equipped, lets make water love, baby lets dip
Pinching and cringing because your panties I ripped, I'm not normal I can excite you with my 5 seductive tips, grab you by your waist and make you grip every inch of me uncontrollably until your crawfish lips drip, might pour it in a cup and sip
Loving while intoxicated, I'm on a serious trip, you playing Crawfish games, You might drown and comeback as my Angel-fish, humbling your self and not talking major sh*t
But you must admit that I let you make the first move, you attacked and came forward, my defense kicked in, when you realized your pincers were no match for my width and dimensions, back against the wall on fourth and inches, King won that battle in the trenches, no more crawfish games you have to come realer
You see Crawfish pretend, they don't want no smoke, that's why they always end up in a pot and left boiled with no hope!
