GO TO PARIS... (BY KEVITO DA POET)

I WANNA
GO TO PARIS
THE WEARER OF
THE BEST FASHION
THE PHYSICAL ATTRACTION
OF HER COMPLETE PACKAGE
CAN BE CONVEYED
AS A BETTER BEYONCE
HER BODY JUST GETS ME
A UPGRADE OF WHAT
I'M USED TO SEEING
A DIVA'S VIBE TRAPPED
IN A MODEL TYPE
SHOULD LIVE A MODEL'S
LIFE BEHIND CAMERAS
MAGAZINE COVERS WITH
PULL OUT POSTERS OF HER...

A OCCASIONAL SMOKER
I'M FLY SHE GET HIGH
WE SHOULD HAVE
SEX IN THE SKY LIKE
IN A HOT AIR BALLOON
WITH THE EIFFEL TOWER
IN THE BACKGROUND  
A FANTASY OF MINES
REVIVED EVERY TIME
HER NAMED IS MENTIONED
MY FEAR OF HEIGHTS
IS SUBSIDED SUBSTANTIALLY
A FUTURE STAR I WANNA REACH...

A PEACH WITH
A PEACH A HANDFUL
OF TITS AND A BUBBLE
SHE CHANGE UP HAIRSTYLES
LIKE THE PITCH THROWN
I WANNA GIVE HER
THE HOT OIL TREATMENT
AND NOT TO HER FOLLICLES
I'M TALKING HANDS ON
BARE SKIN RUBBING
A DEEP CONDITION
OF HER EPIDERMIS UNTIL
THE BLOOD IN HER
CLITORIS BOILS OVER
IN WETNESS AND THEN
TAKE A TRIP IN PARIS...;)