Go between two black girls and say “Let’s make an Orio!”
Are you religios? Cause you’re the answer to all my prayers.
I’m in a Boyband called Wrong Direction.
Your body is 75% water, and I’m thirsty.
Hey, tie your shoes! I don’t want you falling for anyone else.
Your place or mine? Tell you what? I’ll flip a coin. Head at my place, tail at yours.
Your shirt has to go, but you can stay.
You’re like my own personal brand of heroin.
You make me wish I weren’t gay!
You must be Jamaican, because Jamaican me crazy.
You MUST have a nice personality.
You say, “So, did you here the one about the guy and the girl who had the most sexual relationship?” The reply, “No”. You respond, “Well then, let’s go to my place and I’ll tell you all about it.”
You should stop drinking! (Why?) Because you are driving me home.
You might be asked to leave soon. You are making the other women look bad.
You like sleeping? Me too! We should do it together sometime.