They Call Me Priest

by Willie L. Green



Excuse me miss lady
Can I undress you with my eyes?
I give you props boo, you got me ooooooh!
I wanna like taste you
From the milk in your breast
Right down to those succulent thighs
Now you say slow down, you think I'm moving to fast
Don't worry boo, I got stamina, I'll last
Now are you the prettiest Black Orchid in the Garden of Eden
Fresh southern Ice "T" already sweetened
In the night's sky are you the brightest star
The biggest fish in the biggest pond
Waitˇ¦ I think I took that too far
What's my name?
Now see you're to fast for me
Most of my niggas, well they all call me "Priest"
Cuz for all the girls yelling they were the one
When I walked away they were still talking in tongue
What do I want, why I want what ever you do
Cuz I'm that wild-eyed slave entranced by your voodoo
What's my name?
That depends on what you call me
Daddy, brother, lover, hell mother if that's your fantasy
See I just want to plant my seeds in your sacred weeds
And watch it grow
I like secrets girl so let's keep it on the down low
So what's up b? Tell me what you see
Fuck that nigga, He ain't me
I'm taking you on a natural high
Or call it Spanish Fly
It don't matter long as we walk the sky
We can make love on powder puffs
With fluffy handcuffs
Let's do some old freaky stuff
What's my name?
See there you still too fast for me
But my niggas, well they all call me "Priest"
Cuz all them girls yelling they're the one
When I walked away they were still talking in tongues
What do I want, why I want whatever you do
Cuz I'm that wild-eyed victim hypnotized by your voodoo


They Call Me Priest by Willie L. Green

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