Letras:
Pleasure P First Time

: Why dont you go into the next room and start getting undressed? What's your pleasure? [1st Verse- Violent J] Fat Sweaty Betty, the bitch ain't nothing

of fellow, mellow got the gold medal Never settle for less my rose petal Tooey, tooey, tooey, tooey! spit game! Venom to get it up in 'em, let me "p" pop that thang First

Look At Me I Cook For Her Then I Make Her Cook For Me She Make Me Cook Her Lobster Tails I Make Her Go And Cook A Key Catch A Flight First Class Don P

arent you tired of hearin ple ple ple ple pla rase the level of your listenen pleasure a letter and let the teacher put these new jacks under pleasure my first

Tie You To The Bed Girl Take It Like A Champ Uh Uh So Good I Can Tell Your A Keeper Cause When I Go Deeper You Scream So Good & It's Always The First Time

the front And behind. And we can do it anywhere Wateva's on your mind. Just sit back and recline It's my time to shine. Make you cum first girl Before

around me I go crazy And I swear I fell in love with your lips It fullfill my fantasies And I can't even lie Everytime it feel like the first time Hook

At Me I Cook For Her Then I Make Her Cook For Me She Make Me Cook Her Lobster Tails I Make Her Go And Cook A Key Catch A Flight First Class Don P Every

Got killas gettin' down for a brick of snow And for the right doe have your head chopped Tag the drug, bitch you fuckin' with thugs No time for pleasures