Ripopgodazippa
Prince
Ripopgodazippa, ripopgodazippa If u flick of the pink plush, then this brother trippa Start down at the bass then stop at the treble Circle the midrange and up go me levels "precious" by chante is rockin' the box This cannot be foreplay cuz this be 2 hot Up go the left thigh on me shoulder there Up go the right and me blood pressure there With my tongue in the cheek of the gold underwear One yank of the teeth and they off on the chair Chorus: Ripopgodazippa, ripopgodazippa If u flick of the pink plush, then this brother trippa My girlie, how in the world did u learn this that u know? Ripopgodazippa, etc. etc. so This bench that i normally use 4 the weights My girl, she lay me down and try my soul 2 take And devilish this night she was before as i'm layin' there She take it all the way down, the girl go down 2 the hair She wouldn't move a muscle 4 what seemed like days My heart stop beating and i died this way Chorus Ripopgodazippa I lay me girl down on the fake lamb fur It's fake but it's still soft as what's between her Lavender oil come from the bottle like i do Whenever i think about me zippa rippin' so good All down the body and devil between the thighs Ripop go zippa and u get a big surprise Chorus Ripopgodazippa Instead of walking inside, i just knock on the door I take a look around until she beggin' me "more, more, more!" When i finally come inside, i'm standin' perfectly still "i can't take no more!" pump u then i will "i just wanna call your name, but i don't know what 2 say" Ripopgodazippa If u're always with me U'll never have 2 call me Touche, touche Hey Chorus Ripopgodazippa (ripopgodazippa) Etc. etc. so Ripopgodazippa1998 90s funk
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