Charlene

Once knew a shanty and her name was Charlene Man the bitch had curves like the M L B All the dudes demanded her, and They hunted like scavengers Was a dirty Diana, herd she cruised in a phantom It was very very spooky, one rainy day My hotline bling was my buddy Mike J Homie said Charlene had one request He said bring straps, Not gates, And don't go bare back! But I had a girl, was my world, and a flirt Was a prude, it was rude,I've been dryer than than a desert Needed sexual healing, had blue billiards Got her address, It sounded so familiar. Barged through the door but it was already open Herd in Here, from a room, Her voice sounded older And boy I got fucked, Cause all along Charlene had the same hole that I came out of