Sprung Lyrics & Chords By Cazwell

I was fucked up twisted on the weed game
I met a shorty half Chinese half Puerto Rican
He said "how you doin?"
I said, "I'm doin fine, but I'm going to the bathroom cause there is no line."
He followed, behind could not have been quicker,
his tongue down my throat his hand on my zipper.
He was like jack the ripper, he started to kneel,
he Put my dick in his mouth like it was his last meal.

I said excuse me, i didn't catch your name.
He said, [choking sounds] "James"
I said, my name is Cazwell and it's nice to meet you
greet you, eat you, bend you over and beat you.
I just so happen to live over on Avenue A,
come over now, my roommates away

He said okay, pulled up his knee socks.
He spit out my precum like he was doing a beat-box/
Open the door, threw the clothes on the floor,
grabbed the condoms out the drawer, need I say more.
He had to persist with a hard french kiss,
I had his 2-(x)ist wrapped around my wrist/.
It was bliss, it was nice, I woulda cum twice
but a break between nuts is my only vice.
He was just my type.

Why is that Cazwell?

He wiped off his mouth with a baby-wipe

Oh