Rewind 2

Yo Ontario conquests, from Spadina to my homie Asher

Y’all spit vagina, time to spit a story backwards

 

The door opened up she stepped inside yelling “you fuck”

I came out the crouch after I had ducked

A flying object springing back into her tucked

In her palm, fallen onto the wooden table

I’m saying “that throw don’t” as she looks at Mabel

She backpedals to me, her slap missed my face

I said “played I’ve bitch best the ain’t you”

Her spit bounces of my face into her tooth

Goes back into her tongue, taking off her shoes

She runs up stairs as I’m following in front

Her clothes fall off as size increases in my blunt

Smoke travelling back in, I exhale through each puff

She looked at pissed off slapping my head

As I inhale the words “Head the worth only you’re, instead”

She says “Bed scurry this than more worth I’m think I”

She swallows her moan, she wheezes and lips

“baby, Harder” she slowly rubbing her tits

I said “hell, no, Bitch”, she said “me Kiss”

I get out of the bed, and she gets out quick

Fixes her lips, spits the nut back in my dick

We get to the action, dim lights flick

Her hand retracts from off of my jeans

She looked at me, I knew she was horny

Moving her hips to shake off her clothes again

I’m cold and tired, she just wants to roll me in

It was a long day at work, soul of many sins

This is where the story has got to start

 

Spit a verse in reverse, Rewind 2 is brought

Before your eyes, sorry for the reversed sentence parts