Basketball

I love it when you walk across the ground Or the way your feet move as you bounce around town I love the sound of the crowd When we make love in between those four lines of war Nobody can keep me from taking my hands off of you Some cats try to take you away every now and then But somehow you’re attached like a magnet As I continue to move my feet, violently to your beat You make the sound of you cheeks go swish Your curves are so nice, extremely precise From my eyes I recorded your size of 24,15, and 10 You had some of my friends jealous after that escapade we had tonight Which was out of sight I don’t know if I ever had a lover as round, fine, and sexy And loved me for who I am BASKETBALL