Ride Dat Black Pole
Ride Dat Black Pole
Movies and naked chill
Step up your game, boy
Your throat can handle it
You have to start somewhere
Get in here and mess with it
You had plans to fly away?
Spread me like a slice of toast
I'll try my hardest, boss
We'll teach you hand by hand
Just looking out for dad
Not staring, just noticing
Get all up in my face