Messenger - Thug Rub Love

(Chorus)
Baby girl be my thug
I'll be your drug
We'll kiss and rub
Maybe do a freaky fuck
Bask in a bubble tub
Chase you naked like a ghost
Under a sheet to curl your toes
Turn on a hook and dance in flows
All this so that you always know
My beating heart is yours to hold

(Verse 1)
Everyday is our Sunday
Have fun day
As we bask in the one day
That we have
Live out all the dreams that we could grab
Never miss out on the excites
City lights
Vacation flights
Leave the hustle and the bustle of the stuck life
The Elmer's glue on others love path
Cause we fly sky high so let's hit the gas
Let's make this Disney last
I'll be your Aladdin
You be my Jasmine
Out touch be the Genie magic
The stories be all classic
Sleep my Beauty and I'll kiss you awake
Lose a shoe baby girl and I'll travel around the states
Just to see your toes
In that crystal glow
I may be a sophisticated Beast you know
But you are the Beauty to dance with me so slow
You're the Eve to my Adam's story
You could be my glory
Or be my shadow mistress
My pillow trip bliss
The best times as we position flip this
Sweat making
Breath taking
Steamy window back breaking
Scream chasing
Look into those beautiful eyes I'm embracing
Sensation

(Verse 2)
Let me tell you my darkest fears
My deepest secrets
Have you be the one to dry my tears
Cause you won't leak it
To the others
At times you would be my mother
My needed shoulder and hand
Vice-Versa
You be my daughter
I'll be your grown comfort man
Till the end of times sand
Your pains... I'll be the Band-aid brand
To heal your wounds
Till the days I'm tombed
Hopefully not too soon
And not in June
When our summer love goes for bloom
So no broken heart fumes
Last pounding breaths
Left to cold mattress
Where we work best
Interest only you I place
Misfits in Sutra we lace
Karma of our fold down seats we Ace
Lay-z-boy massage chair sex vibrates your skin
As I soothingly tingle your withins
To beckon those shivers of knock, knock, I'm cumming
You deserve to win
Every game we in
To get you to your Everest Eruption
Again, and Again, and Again
Have it never Fin

(Verse 3)
Family portraits on the mantle
Private collections of you handcuffed and shackled
Reverse cowgirl video saddled
Bent over and bad girl paddled
All in a day's work
After a good blaze perk
Private dances
You be my stage work
I'll be your best client
You be my sex-ed student
I'll be your weird science
Rocking to the bass from the speakers
Creampies of you as my beaker
Roll-play us from student and teacher
To the principal's office and football bleachers
You write the performance
I'll provide the director tweakers
Be your biggest fan needing a teaser
To your personal crowd on edge pleaser
Till the cherry scoop screams from the freezer
Drawn from my tool on your easel
Wax that ass like Don Juan Demarco
Sparks glow
Hearts know
The headboard charts show
Me at #1
Oh, yes, Oh no
Oh yes, Oh no

Written by:
SANCHEZ SARTANGOS WALLACE

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