Letras:
Kisses And Cake

) Cake mix, fingerlickin-like tactics, tongue gymnastics Good head make ya eyes ROLL BACK '12 on the track so you can't HOLD BACK Hot bread and butter, peach and

, yum, yum, what a great guy (Woohoo) Now kiss on my (Woohoo) All over my (Woohoo) K-kiss on my (Woohoo) All over my (Woohoo) K-k-kiss on my (Woohoo)

soured up, I'm so hazy Me and you on the same page, so amazing Need your love girl, so many ways And we could only hold out for so many days And got

to keep the artist in debt And why them dudes ain't ridin' if there part of your set And why they never get it poppin' but they party to death Yea, and

dreamin' about your lovin' Girl you know I, girl you know I Don't need candles and cake, just need your body to make Birthday sex, birthday sex, birthday sex, birthday sex See you sexy and

, (Yeah) Bop how i wanna walk, (Yeah) And you can tell a nigga derr is from New York, And i still got my south niggas ready to squeeze, I dont need cake

comin next, Soulja TellEm 'bout to flip Girls bout to trip, on my whip, cause you know I flip whip With that ice cake, no kiss me on my neck hahhhh! [

glance what a swell night this is for romance You can hear, dear mother nature murmuring low let yourself go So please be sweet, my chickadee And when I kiss

those bets and betters Watching out they don't four-letter Fuck and kiss you both at the same time Smells-like something I've forgotten Curled up died and