Dunkin my biscotti in my coffee

Cos you know I am a hottie


And it feels so naughty


When you touch my mocha body

Do me a favour and savour


The flavour of my lips


Cos that taste wont go to waste

When it's creepin to your hips


Never stop bustin rhymes any time


Got this cervine behind my $$# is too fine don't get left behind

When I'm hittin on your guy on your stag


In the sack I'll puck up the slack and get his chest to my back


Then we're ruttin and buckin and futtin and $#&@in every night we're

Shut in with each other just like any other guy I could get up in


You're nothin cos around here you could go ask any stag


And they could give you 50 reasons why I got my swag

Blue handkerchief in the back of my pants sir


You're lookin like you go for the boys with the antlers


I'm in the in the headlights shakin bootly left and right

You're in luck bucker$#&@er cos I'm here all night


Throw those hooves up right over my shoulders


Cos I seen the way you look at me doefriend when you smoulder

Come here queer deer and shake that thing around


Cos you get me so high that I gotta go down