“But I keep my socks on every time we get it on,
So I can slide my kicks on and get her out before long
Because we cut-buddies, cuddling confuses what we doing
And huggin’ wasn’t in the game plan
So excuses on why I gotta leave with the tuggin’ at my sleeve
Is ridiculous to me, get the dick and let me be”
Salutations to everyone trying to survive cuffin’ season without winding up with extra baggage at the end. Keep your stiff arm strong.