The Latin explosion ain't new to me
I've been into foreskin since puberty
I want an uncut Latino with a libido
The size of Reno, Nevada to bang me

'Til my bladder splatters
A **** fatter than a beer can
Lay down, stand
Or in the back of his van

He sports Tommy, Adidas
Fubu, Timberland
Pinky ring on his hand
His wish is my command
I'll suck his **** on the can
Or on the Puerto Rican sand

That's my man with the nice clean fade
And when he gets paid, I get paid
And when I *** ****, I'm glad he stayed
'Cause there's nothin' I like more than foreskin

I drop my chin so I can fit it all in
And then he eats my ***
Like he eats rice and beans
Until the plate's clean

You know what I mean?
Yes, I do, just the other day
I got a ******* from a ho job
With no job

Seen him at the bar
Battin' his eyelashes
Ahow me where your cash is
I'll show where my stage is

His *** is on my bed
The head board hit his head
'Til his head turned red

In and out was the motion
KY was the lotion
And that's the way it goes
Girl when you ***k
Until your toes curl

I rocked his world
With mad stamina
Hot like panama
Shot like an enema

I'm sending your *** back
To the store to get some rubbers
So I can change the covers

This is the kind of man that I want
This is the kind of *** that I need

Well, it won't be long
Before he takes off my thong
(But it wasn't a thong until you put it on)
Shut the ***k up

I'm the one getting laid here
He's back from the bodega
With a case of beer and a bag of weed
So I'm on my knees pulling out the seeds

He wants to squeeze my 34Bs
Someone p*** the poppers
And a bottle of lube
Before he bangs me from the back
With his rough rider at***ude the routine

We ***k on the rug so the sheets stay clean
Damn, my man is heaven sent
He got me ***** like the ex president
Just thinking of my man's big ****
In my face and then he ***s in my face

And then runs out of the place
I don't care, he'll be back
'Cause he loves this ***
And when he's done his friends'll be over fast
You got a problem with me?
You should get your *** off of Avenue D

See you like the type of guy
That works at the pizza place
Sweat on his face mustache
Above his lips

Open shirt, gold chain and a crucifix
I like the type of guy that's the east vil style
Chill for a while if he's versatile
But the bottom direction give me his ***
And give me affection
Did I happen to mention?
(No, I don't think you did)

Well, I like to keep my man
In the 718 'cause I'm in 212
And got things to do
(Like what?)

Like whatever wanna leave this
With no shame behind me
But all I see is his name on my caller ID
Which reminds me of the time
We took three Ecstasy

You know one thing leads to another
I see him on the weekends
(What about the weekdays?)
That's when I'm busy messin' with his brother

This is the kind of man that I want
This is the kind of *** that I need