You make me want to take care of you
This is my cake's candle, son
She's slim but chances are big
The pressure must be somewhere else
You have to fill your father's boots
Don't burst yet!
Pick your pleasure
Can we try these positions?
You don't need babysitting anymore
Under the mask there is a slut
If internet is out...
There you go, that's the itch
We're hungry, papi!