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