- Mar 18, 2006
- 622
- 7
Oh chocolate thunda, how you make me wonda
If the flava of your smooth dark skin taste
Better than caramel and vanilla
The muscles of your firm body got me in a Trans
Should I look away or get at cha
The way you flex, got me anticipated for what you can do next
Oowee…oh how I wonda if I could take a bit of you
Would you leave delicious carvings in my mouth?
I bet you could, and that’s without a doubt
I neva thought chocolate could look so good
Not alone taste so delightful
I’m hoping that you taste better than you look
The shades of your dark complexion
Put my mind in relaxation
Could you be mine?
Or will you be mine?
That is the question
I love the way you walk wit that gangsta strive
And oowee, don’t get me started on the way you talk
Your words put me in exotic visions
Of a whole lot of things taking place
You put sexual thoughts in my head that I’m ashamed of
But how can I resist
Your fine as hell, and you got me unda this love spell
Your sexiness just takes me away
So how can my thoughts stay pure without sin?
You just have that affect on me, I just can’t control myself
But still I want a taste of your herseyness.
Just one bit, maybe two
Or how much you would allow me to taste
Just not too much, becuz I might just swallow you up
I can’t explain what you do to a sista
You make me have strong cravings
oo.. I think you got me pretty hungry
so satisfy my thirst
If the flava of your smooth dark skin taste
Better than caramel and vanilla
The muscles of your firm body got me in a Trans
Should I look away or get at cha
The way you flex, got me anticipated for what you can do next
Oowee…oh how I wonda if I could take a bit of you
Would you leave delicious carvings in my mouth?
I bet you could, and that’s without a doubt
I neva thought chocolate could look so good
Not alone taste so delightful
I’m hoping that you taste better than you look
The shades of your dark complexion
Put my mind in relaxation
Could you be mine?
Or will you be mine?
That is the question
I love the way you walk wit that gangsta strive
And oowee, don’t get me started on the way you talk
Your words put me in exotic visions
Of a whole lot of things taking place
You put sexual thoughts in my head that I’m ashamed of
But how can I resist
Your fine as hell, and you got me unda this love spell
Your sexiness just takes me away
So how can my thoughts stay pure without sin?
You just have that affect on me, I just can’t control myself
But still I want a taste of your herseyness.
Just one bit, maybe two
Or how much you would allow me to taste
Just not too much, becuz I might just swallow you up
I can’t explain what you do to a sista
You make me have strong cravings
oo.. I think you got me pretty hungry
so satisfy my thirst