Women by Tack Taylor Lyrics

If I get too lyrical
She'll think I do rituals
Or devil when I'm spiritual
Sold a soul for residual
Never know what miracle a bitch'll do
So I'm never licking you
Till my thoughts is missing you
Then I'll put my dick in you
Even let you kick it too
Your perfect cause I'm picking you
But it's rather typical for me not to remember you
If we get too physical
Ooh you looking different too
Shapeshifting you
Yea thats what that good dick'll do