Deep Throat lyrics
by Ayesha Erotica
[Chorus]
He was fine ('Til I hit him with that deep throat)
Closed eyes ('Til I hit him with that deep throat)
No chill (When I hit him with that deep throat)
Now your boy mine 'cause I hit him with that deep throat
He was fine ('Til I hit him with that deep throat)
Closed eyes ('Til I hit him with that deep throat)
No chill (When I hit him with that deep throat)
Now your boy mine 'cause I hit him with that deep throat
[Verse]
Yeah, he thought he could relax while I slurped it up
He thought I'd take a couple inches and burp it up
No chill, swallow all the way all day
Straight from the top, man, f*ck the foreplay
I'm a Southern Belle, can't ya tell?
Give a n*gga one look and his di*k will swell
I'm fresh meat, have two seats
If you think your head gamе is better than me
[Pre-Chorus]
'Causе I wop on a n*gga, wop on a n*gga, yeah
When he c*m, he c*mming off top, n*gga, yeah
Cute little throat, I'm petite but thick
I'm Prada and I'll never turn down the di*k
If you c*ck block, b*tch, then I'm snatching wigs
Sorry, can't take your call 'cause I'm catching kids
I'ma beat that di*k with the kitten on fleek
Pull your pants down, boy, don't speak
[Chorus]
He was fine ('Til I hit him with that deep throat)
Closed eyes ('Til I hit him with that deep throat)
No chill (When I hit him with that deep throat)
Now your boy mine 'cause I hit him with that deep throat
He was fine ('Til I hit him with that deep throat)
Closed eyes ('Til I hit him with that deep throat)
No chill (When I hit him with that deep throat)
Now your boy mine 'cause I hit him with that deep throat
[Chorus]
He was fine ('Til I hit him with that deep throat)
Closed eyes ('Til I hit him with that deep throat)
No chill (When I hit him with that deep throat)
Now your boy mine 'cause I hit him with that deep throat
He was fine ('Til I hit him with that deep throat)
Closed eyes ('Til I hit him with that deep throat)
No chill (When I hit him with that deep throat)
Now your boy mine 'cause I hit him with that deep throat