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What a bad chick
She wants to flaunt it
Got that look in her eyes
She wants to own this
You walked inside the Gallagher house, looking fine as fuck. "Hi sir." You said walking over and sitting on Carl's lap, while everyone else was out. "Mmmhhh, you look so good." Carl said kissing you're neck. "But I wanna be in charge." You said pulling on Carls hair, pushing his head back and kissing his neck.
What a grown chick
Beautiful lips
Dipping and sliding
She wants to roll them hips
"Oh god, you're lips are so good." He moaned out, gripping on you're boobs. You giggled grinding you're hips into Carl, him groaning loudly.
She wants to drop them hips, take it low
Even cab drivers pay her tolls
She's got it all in a handbag
Don't need a man to make it home
"How'd you even get over here?" Carl asked. Cab." You answered, licking his neck. "Wait wait, are you sure?" Carl asked, because he didn't have any condoms. You grabbed you're purse and pulled out a line of condoms, Carl smiling. "You should've had me with you, he could've took advantage of you." He said playing with you're hair, you giggling. "I don't need you or any man, I can do it on my own." You said standing up, grabbing you're purse.
She's superwoman without a cape
Makes all her money, won't call it cake
And ain't no one gon' call her fake
Won't stress that, call her own fate
Independent chick, you can bet that
Got her own whip, you can check that
Matter fact, you can be the valet
And go and park it out back
You walking up stairs Carl following, you both ending up on his bed nude him going down on you.
Where the rest of the best is
And she'll stop it, dip
Make the guys all slip
Into a grown love, she can own love
Don't have to say that she's on
What a bad chick
She wants to flaunt it
Got that look in her eyes
She wants to own this
Carl teasing you're clit, you grabbing a hold of his hair and pushing his head down.
What a grown chick
Beautiful lips
Dipping and sliding
She wants to roll them hips
You grinding you're hips against his face, Carl holding you're hips in place.
