Neoprene Byzantine

Is that the kind of vacuous dish you really wanna triffle with, well? I've got someone that'll really do it for ya Pretty little thing, only seventeen And she just, she just wants to be desired So go claim your prize honey But when you're done there's just one tiny thing you should keep in mind Ain't you down, Satan's cloud, swimmin' into your head when you dipped, into her brine Please strut on into my future You know the one track on my mind, runs from her lips to her thighs Oh what a libertine lady! Little Miss Constantinople Modified and totally fine, imperial legendary lover Ornamental for sure Yeah I bet that she got more heavy feminine artillery under covers (Now you see the thing is most women... If they're smoking well, she's a fire And this saucy inferno here Who's got her hands full with an arms race at the moment) Is a bona fide Byzantine empress dressed up like a tacky futurephiliac Ooh that tacky ornamental upgrade to romance Next level woman, paid for in gold Please strut on into my future You know the one track on my mind, runs from her lips to her thighs What a libertine lady, Wanna make her my Byzantine baby Head to toe in neoprene I'm swimming in shark fin scenarios, and they only go when I'm diving down, into her brine With that atomic attraction and a weapons-grade touch I bet she traveled through time just so she can get her fuck on Neon ring on her finger, silver bells on her toes Sounds like a megaton chime, when she walks by it goes: RING-A-LING-A-DING-DONG, there you go... Anthem to a sexual freak out! She said: "Hey boy, I'm the kinda girl you only find in your dreams And it only took four surgeries to get this neoprene! It's a feel like no other, salacious rubber in any color you want it to be" Please strut on into my future (I'm begging you now) You know the one track on my mind, runs from her lips to her thighs What a libertine lady, Wanna make her my Byzantine baby Head to toe in neoprene I'm swimming in shark fin scenarios, and they only go when I'm diving down, into her brine