He’d be scoring where I worked night time
From van he spoke up when I was plying beside roadbed
“How much,” he said “to ‘date’ me?”
Four fives get only some speedy lovin’
More dough could find your prong somewhere
that’s a bit more rare
To wear and tear it sate-ly

You want some fun, I have the poon,
You give the word, I’ll make you swoon, pay me

Paused to bang with me, cost harangued with he
(Third: Tyrone’s fee be) crime that pays for me
Porn delight
For fee that’s right won’t shame me

You have the ‘gun’; it’s opportune
I just interred all your harpoon - pay me!

And so it goes - that’s my road more travelled
I get uploads from enormous arrows, in any place
I’m not so chaste - so sue me!

We’re one on one, my charms festooned
Big bills preferred, my act’s fine-tuned, pay me

We’ll hit and run, drop pantaloons
Groans overheard, you’re coming soon,...pay...me