Deep Throat lyrics

[Chorus: Ayesha Erotica]
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 1: Ayesha Erotica]
Yeah, he thought he could relax when 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: Ayesha Erotica]
'Causе I whomp on a n*gga, whomp on a n*gga, yeah
When he c*m, he c*mming on 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 a kitten on fleek
Pull your pants down, boy, don't speak
[Chorus: Ayesha Erotica]
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 2: Miss Prada]
I deep throat his di*k, in high heels tens
He was driving his car with a 40 inch rims
It looks like we have an avalanche
But it's really a benz
Mhh, yeah
He went from fabio to jack has porn
When I put my lips around his californian buckthorn
No one was around and he was watching porn

[Pre-Chorus: Miss Prada]
Then I said put your fingers on my butt (Butt, butt)
Call me names you dirty sl*t (sl*t, sl*t)
Throw my thong aside and put two fingers inside my c*nt (c*nt,c*nt)

[Chorus: Ayesha Erotica]
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