Long Time

[Verse One] [Don Cerino]:
Long time since we caught up
Last fuck, pass up from the back I just can't pass up
I had a dream the other night that I was eatin' it so right
And I admit that's kinda tight
(Shit I need that in my life)
And that might just come true if I write and come through
Positions
Lookin' like we fightin', usin' Kung Fu
Shit I ain't no Jet Li but I gently wet thee
Make the entry for my length be tempting
I'm so stupid, got the girth and I could use it
Just let me prove it to you just one more time, there's been improvement
I guess your man can't make you do a handstand
Show me how you blow though you ain't in a band, damn
I guess the skin flute is somethin' that you're into
Bet I could convince you to let me stick it in you
And if not, fuck it, let me see your tits
Shit, I'll toot my own flute if you let me get a sniff, ha

[Verse Two] [L.E.G.A.C.Y.]:
Been a long time since I scraped it and ate it
I still dream day shit, you still comin' out the shower naked
Smellin' like flower vases, the best fragrance
My thoughts racin', I knew I had to taste this
She played Soldiers Of Fortune, number two basics
She said, "You murder that now come and murder this."
I said, "I heard that." Then, well, I did
After the show, you know how the life be
38 double D's bustin' out her white tee
Baby Phat I think, can't remember had a few drinks
Plus a few blunts, high and drunk as a...
Won't state the obvious
She got the makings of the hottest chick
Hard for her to leave when I had her comin' on me
Now it's no call back, she stay frontin' on me
Spoke to her at the spot she said she only fuck with Don C
And I looked at her, "Who the fuck is he?"

[Verse Three] [Don Cerino]:
Yo
First I make 'em crack up then I bust a fat nut
Ass tough, backs up like a fuckin' Mack truck
Never feel just her ass when I'm steering that ass
Almost forgot how to drive it's been a year and half
But a day hasn't passed when I ain't holdin' on
Lots of memories, somethin' that's more old then long
And yo it's strong
Askin' me how I know
Should've feel off by now with the way I stroke
Oh wait I go
Again off topic, stop it
The next time I drop it you won't be able to pull the pilot from cockpit
Plug from the socket
And if a cherry's on top, you might have to chop it off
File divorce
Hurry up run
Your husbands on his way with his little ass gun
And the little ass fun got me fiendin' right now
But it ain't worth your man aimin', squeezin' like bloaw!