Sade made me think it

I was listening to Sade earlier tonight and something came to me...Wanna hear it here it goes:

if you were mine…bitch if you were mine…i wouldn’t have to go…out at night…
i cherish your beauty...and you got a big booty...when i see you pump'in gass...i gotta stop, and admire that ass...
i cherish your big mouth...big as the whole SOUTH...when we alone at your house...you put it on me and i cum like the mail...
it don't rhym but what the hell...my joint get's hard from the smell,
of your perfume...
or is it your cat mixed and the cronic???
either way i go bionic, then i blend that pussy like them shakes from Sonic...
i keep you open 'til midnight, but most often later...
that tat on your back reads "Supa Dupa, there ain't non greater..."
tell yo girl don't be a hater...i got enough to go around...i'll holla at her later...
and put it on her like a tripple fat goose in the middle of a snow storm...
my joint is feel'in right, cause little momma's throat warm

Word to Bun

Some of my sweets are tight and some are kinda fucked-up
But they all blow like wind, so killa flowers burn up...