Mac Miller may have it:
You hide your skin like you're shy or there's something wrong
You stop this when you got nothin' on, yeah
And all I do is make these fuckin' songs
So finally I made a fuckin' song
And now she comin' closer
Hope she crawls, she wanna jump my bones
You want it don't ya?
I was a soldier, now I'm comin' home
The war is over
Kick down the door, I hold your bends, you never break
You need to smell your sweet aroma
See I told ya smell like cinnamon
Kissin' your lips
I lick my fingertips and get your clitoris in the mix
My dick on business trips
My tongue twistin' is ticklin' just a little bit
I'm swimmin' inside of your skin like a river
In the Caribbean
It's okay that you like it babe
(I like it baby)
And it's alright that you misbehave
It's okay…
