Ocean

(Sing)

Ow na na na na

I've been thinkin bout you

You know, know, know

I've been thinkin bout you..

No, I've been thinking bout her 

Thinking of tasting her skin, holding her curves

Thinking about fucking her the wrong way, her sweat her new perm

Thinkin bout stretching her the right way, a gift and a curse

My god her ethnic hips don't lie

My god her ethnic lips don't dry 

Her ethnic tears, no cry 

Her ethnic fears, no tie 

Her ethnic cum, no try 

Ethnically sucking me until I cum, I'm dry

(Sing)

Do you think about me still, do ya, do ya 

I'm just thinkin about your head 

Not the one on your shoulders, the one we produced that night in my bed

So far ahead of time. 

Id fucked you like you were my queen, like you were mine

I'd fuck you like you were my dream like I did in my mind

Kissed you like my imagination, eyes closed, blind

(Sing)

No, I don't like you I just thought you were cool enough to kick it...

Kiss it

Lick it 

Stick a finger in

Flick it 

Fight it 

Light it

Ignite it 

Softly bite it

Eat it  

Feed it 

Beat it 

Michael Vick it

(Sing)

I remember how could I forget.. 

How wet you would get, how wet you would stay 

How wet you were when you... We... That day 

That night. 

How in the dark , your brown skin still provided that light 

You pussy rained onto me, confirmed my flight 

Enlightened my hype

Your pussy reigned on to me,  she killed my pain, healed my sight

Rained on to me, gave me life.

(Sing)

Cause I'm lyin down thinking bout you 

And I get the urge to touch myself 

My ears warm as I pretend my hand is you gripping my penal wealth 

My shape forms as is grip tight in attempt to relieve myself 

My heartaches because missing you slays my emotional health

My dick hardens at the thought of how good you make me feel 

And your not here, just my imagination, my new real. 

(Sing)

Do you think about me still

Do you think about me still 

Do ya? 

Do ya?