"Imari"

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  • Erotic

    "Imari"

    I Need It, Want To Smell It
    Taste Its Bitterness, Vask In Its Grace As The Smell Lingers
    Its A Must, Gotta Have It
    Can't Wait To Hear It
    As I Whisper So You Feel It

    See It Walking, I Gotta Catch It
    It's Out Of My Reach Because She Cant Bear It
    She Fears It Don't Wanna Feel It; Deep
    Tryna Convuce As I Disapper In It
    She Knows It Hurts But Feels So Good

    Blinded By The Bad, So We Can't Cum As Good
    The Closer I Get The Further She Walks
    Because She Doesn't Want To Hear My Heart Talk
    Lust Is Too Real The Way She Makes It Feel
    The Way She Makes It Taste
    I Gotta Eat It, Oooh..Baby I Need It

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